List of Galway Senior Hurling Team Captains

List Of Galway Senior Hurling Team Captains

This article lists players who have recently captained the Galway senior hurling team in the All-Ireland Senior Hurling Championship. Unlike other counties the captain is not chosen from the club that has won the Galway Senior Hurling Championship.

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