Dublin Senior Hurling League - Roll of Honour

Roll of Honour

Year Winner Finalist
2012 Ballyboden St. Enda's 0-10 Craobh Chiaráin 0-07
2011 Kilmacud Crokes 0-16 Crumlin 2-08
2010 Craobh Chiaráin Ballyboden St Endas
2009 Ballyboden St Endas 3-10 Lucan Sarsfields 1-09
2008 Craobh Chiaráin 1-12 Crumlin 1-07
2007 Ballyboden St Endas
2006 O'Tooles 2-14 St Vincents 0-05
2005
2004 Ballyboden St Endas
2003
2002
2001
2000
1999 Ballyboden St Endas
1998
1997
1996 Kilmacud Crokes
1995
1994
1993 Ballyboden St Endas
1992
1991 Craobh Chiaráin
1990
1989 Cuala
1988
1987 Faughs
1986 Faughs
1985 O'Tooles
1984
1983
1982
1981
1980
1979
1978
1977
1976
1973 Faughs
1971 Faughs
1966 Faughs
1962 Faughs
1961 Faughs
1954 Kilmacud Crokes
1953 Faughs
1952 Faughs
1948 Faughs
1947
1946 Faughs
1945
1944 Faughs
1943
1942 Faughs
1941
1940
1939 Faughs
1938 Faughs
1937 Faughs
1930 Faughs
1927 Faughs
1925 Faughs
1922 Faughs
1921 Faughs
1920 Faughs
1915 Faughs
1914 Faughs
1911 Faughs
1910 Faughs
1906 Faughs
1904 Faughs

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