1993 League of Ireland Championship Play-offs - Last Day of Regular Season

Last Day of Regular Season

On the last day of the regular season, Bohemians only needed to draw away to Dundalk to secure the championship as they had a two point advantage over both Shelbourne and Cork City. However Bohemians team bus broke down before they had even left Dublin and they eventually arrived late for their match in Dundalk.

Shelbourne's home match with Derry City and Cork's home match with Limerick started at the scheduled time despite Bohemians match being delayed. Cork won their match comfortably 3-0, but Shels only won 1-0 with a goal in the last minute by Paul Doolin.

All eyes (and ears) where then averted to Dundalk as Bohemians hoped to take their first title since 1978. However their hopes were dashed as a Tom McNulty goal meant that Bohs were to finish level with Shels and Cork sending the league into an unprecedented three-way play-off.

Bohemians actually finished the season with the best goal difference, but the then league rules stated that the league could not be won on goal difference. This rule was changed the following season to prevent such a marathon play-off occurring again.

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