Derry GAA - Club Scene

Club Scene

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Derry has 40 affiliated clubs; 32 football, 2 hurling and 6 dual. Many, or even most Derry GAA followers taken a keener interest in the club scene than the inter-county scene, which can adversely affect attendances at Derry senior matches. The Derry Senior Football Championship is an annual club competition between the top Derry clubs. It is recognised as one of the hardest club championships to get out of successfully in Ireland, as there are so many teams like, Ballinderry, Bellaghy, An Lúb, Slaughtneil, Dungiven and Glenullin who have a realistic chance of success each year. Attendances at matches are particularly high, with many neutrals from County Tyrone also going to matches, as many view it as the highest standard of club football in Ulster. The winners of the Derry Championship qualify to represent their county in the Ulster Senior Club Football Championship and if they win, go on to the All-Ireland Senior Club Football Championship. The current (2010) Derry County Champions are Coleraine who defeated Ballinderry in the final. Bellaghy, Lavey and Ballinderry have won the All Ireland Club Championship, St Columbs and St Pats Maghera won the Hogan Cup, while St Pius have more recently won the MacLarnon and All Ireland B at senior level.

The Derry Senior Club Hurling Championship is the hurling equivalent, with Kevin Lynch's the defending champions (2008).

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