Charleville GAA - History

History

Charleville or Rathluirc GAA club was founded in 1888, and was drawn against Ballyhea in the championship that year. In 1914 the club had its first success winning the county Middle Grade (Intermediate) hurling championship. In the early 1930s, after experiencing some lean years, the club decided to run street leagues for the whole parish initially at adult level and later at minor level. These games were often fiercely contested as the pride of a particular part of the town was at stake. In 1937 a separate club named Seán Clarach was set up to oversee the minor age group. The club won its first North Cork Junior hurling title in 1945 beating Ballyhooly in the final, and lost to the Duhallow champions in the county semi-final, played at Kanturk. A decision was taken after winning the North Cork junior hurling championship in 1945 to enter in the Intermediate grade for the following year. This led to the club’s greatest achievement on the field winning the Cork Intermediate Hurling Championship in 1946 and again in 1947. The club played in the Cork Senior Hurling Championship from 1948 to 1952 and reached one county semi-final (1950). They played Intermediate from 1953 onwards losing the county final to Glen Rovers in 1958. They reverted to the Junior grade in 1960 and won the Avondhu title in 1970, beating Liscarroll

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