There are men who get one great day in rugby, and there are men who get two, and somehow spend the rest of their lives being modest about both. Ginger McLoughlin belongs to the second kind, and Limerick has never let either day be forgotten.
He was a Shannon man first, and a Munster man always, and it was in the red of Munster that he found himself part of one of the most famous afternoons in Irish rugby history.
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