Monasterevin G.F.C. - Honours

Honours

  • Kildare Senior Football Championship: 1890, 1911, 1977
  • Runners-up: 1907, 1910, 1912, 1973, 1976
  • Leinster Intermediate Club Football Championship: 2012
  • IFC: 1959, 1971, 2012;
  • JFC: 1906, 1910, 1935, 1954
  • Runners-up: 1930, 1945;
  • SFC 'B' Runners-up: 1992;
  • JFC "A": 1950, 1954;
  • JFC "C": 1998;
  • U21 B Shield winners 2011
  • Minor FC: 1928
  • Runners-up: 1992;
  • U16 FC: 1990,2009
  • Runners-up: 1993, 1996;
  • SFL (LL Cup): 1973, 1974
  • Runners-up: 1975;
  • JFL: 1945, 1954
  • Runners-up: 1933, 1948;
  • JFL (Div 2): 1993, 1995
  • Runners-up: 1973, 1996;
  • JFL (Div 3B): 1998;
  • Minor FL (Div l) Runners-up: 1993;
  • Minor FL (Div 2): 1992;
  • Minor FL (Div 3): 1990; 2011
  • Minor FL (Div 3) Runners-up: 2010
  • Minor FL (Div 4): 2008;
  • U17 FL: 1984;
  • U16 FL (Div l): 1992
  • Runners-up: 1993;
  • U16 FL (Div 2): 1991, 1996
  • U16 FL (Div 3): 2009
  • Runners-up: 1990;
  • Keogh Cup: 2007,2012

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