THREE words. ENJOY. LEARN. EXECUTE.

 By Terry Reilly (c)

These about best sum up Mayo¹s final passage into this so-far-glorious

football summer as our hearts recover from the pounding of the last two

weeks.

This week let¹s look at just two of our summary words. First ENJOY. Those

who will really enjoy the atmosphere in the days up to the final will

principally be the loyal Green and Red hoards who have seen their warriors

overcome New York, Galway, Roscommon in Connacht, All-Ireland champions

Tyrone in the quarter-final, and, after two games of breath-taking tension

and endurance, Fermanagh in the semi-final. Phew!

Of all the games so far in what started out to be an unexpectant summer, the

tenacity of Fermanagh has been the hardest to shake off. They snapped and

snarled at Mayo heels over 140+ minutes in the great bowl of dreams that is

Croker. And at the end of it all, indeed right at the death, Mayo cast the

shroud aside and came into their own when full-back David Heaney grasped the

initiative and handed the momentum back to his team. We had survived in the

drawn game that was Fermanagh’s for the taking, opened smartly in the

replay, conceded a sucker goal, were overtaken in the second half but had

the inner self belief to prosper when it counted most.

So after the relief came deliverance, and Mayo fans can now start looking

for tickets, flying the colours, making plans and believing in the dear old

again. No doubt they will enjoy the next four weeks or soŠ. and any

extension that may follow. The fans, still remembering the heartbreaks of

’89, and the twin batterings of 1996/97, will want to forget the bad old

days and celebrate new heroes. So they will want to soak up the

atmospherics, even if those relatively recent experiences will tinge our

expectation with understandable caution.

Just yet, the players don¹t have the same luxury. They will only enjoy when

they accomplish, when they have laid the ghost. But there will be a spring

in their step these days, too. There is nothing better than winning to warm

the cockles of players¹ hearts. Training will be all that bit more

acceptable. They are, after all, in a privileged position: 34 teams set out

on the road to Sam this year- only two now remain. And we are one of them.

Such privilege, of course, brings responsibilities: tight lips, heads down,

commonsense approach Pragmatism. Nothing won yet. Mental conditioning, a

requirement so many teams in the past have failed to appreciate. Mental

conditioning is not a burden- it¹s an essential preparation for the final

onslaught, more important in fact at this stage than kicking a ball in

practice. This mental hardness has been our biggest Achilles heel in 37 of

40 excursions outside Connacht since the championship began well over a

century ago.

Now let¹s look at LEARN. Here fans as well as players and management and

backup have lessons to learn. Here are a few definite don¹ts for the fans.

Don¹t ask players for tickets. A definite no-no. Don’t ask players for

favours. Don¹t ask them to open fetes, no matter how deserving the cause.

Support them but leave them alone. If you want to send best wishes, forward

these on to County Secretary Sean Feeney who can pass them on to team

manager John Maughan: these are very useful in letting players see that they

have the support of the community.

And yes, pray for them, for the power of prayer is strong, and God up there

knows that he needs to smile on our petitions after so many years of

heartbreak.

MUCH TO LEARN

The players and management need to continue the learning process also. They

must, for there is much to learn. Everyone learns, from birth to death, and

even the most precocious of athletes come to realise that not even they can

walk on water. You learn to succeed in life if you have a mind to. Four

years ago Olympic gold medallist Cian O’Connor had painted on his horse box

the words Working towards Athens. He did the ground work, especially in

mental and physical conditioning. He has a great mentor in Gerry Mullins.

And when the time came he grasped the opportunity, even if he started as a

rank outsider at the beginning of the competition. He came away with the

gold because he seized the hour.

There is much to learn form the Fermanagh games that will help us in our

final game if the management and players take stock. Try these for a few:

(i) Start as you mean to finish, play off the front foot until the job is

accomplished.

(ii) Don¹t ease off if you get ahead- keep the pedal to the floor. Look

around nearing the tape and you get gobbled up.

(iii) Mayo are past masters at embroidery, but a degree in needle work is

not going to win us an all-Ireland. Cut to the chase. Do the simple things

well. The word embellish has cropped up in too many Mayo post-mortems. The

password has to be KISS.

(iv) Reassess team selection and tactics. Different games demand different

strokes, without necessarily undoing fundamental ethics. For instance, does

a four-man attack limit our offensive options and make it easier for the

opposition to second guess us?

(v) And here¹s something to file away at the back of selectorial minds: if

we need more incisive punch through the middle in a crisis of breakthrough

attempt, don¹t be afraid to move David Heaney to midfield. Have faith in

defenders to do the job should he have to move up in the course of the game.

In my book, Kerry lost an All-Ireland because they kept their best and most

versatile player Seamus Moynihan as a stopper when they needed his dynamism

much further up the field.

(vi) Forwards still have work to do in closing down and pressing defenders

in possession; and generally too many players are turning their backs to the

ball, something just not done at this level.

(vii) Finally, if a player in possession sees a colleague in a better

position and has to think about giving a pass he should consider himself

working with the enemy.

Just a few pointers which need to be constantly rammed home. But there were

many splendid things from the replay, all positives. One of the benchmarks I

always look for is the ability of a team to get in blockdowns, which tell

you an awful lot, but most especially just how much players get to the pitch

of the play. We had three on Saturday, two more than the week before.

Excellent.

So well done all round. You will have noticed that I have not referred to

our final opposition. I have done so deliberately, because I learned many

years ago that one does not talk up the opposition; one analyses them and

moves to defuse them, but one never sells one¹s team short by ramping up the

enemy.

In future weeks we will tease out the word execute.

PS: Referee John Bannon was just awful. His interpretation of what was a

foul hit Mayo badly on at least four occasions. Thankfully, he won¹t be

doing the final.

PPS: In case you are wondering about the heading to this article, some

months ago I visited Robben Island in South Africa and saw the tiny cell in

which the inspirational Nelson Mandella was imprisoned for many years. I

bought his book and a baseball cap with Robben Island emblazoned on it. The

cap I have worn to all Mayo¹s games, and have adapted the title of

Mandella’s book Long Walk to Freedom to Long Walk to Victory as my

slogan this summer.

Come on Mayo!

 *First appeared in The Western People newspaper.