What is it like to represent your country in an international sports tournament? This question is something that not many of us can answer. However, at the Cologne Celtics, we are honoured that we had so many club members represent us on the international stage at the FRS GAA World Games in Derry. One of those players was Jan Stolle, who played hurling for the Germany Red team.
Jan discovered hurling on a trip to Ireland and contacted the Celtics in early 2020. After a few promising training sessions, we were all, unfortunately, unable to go to training due to lockdowns. However, once that resumed, he was back and playing with us.
From the start, Jan was clearly capable of playing. Truthfully, with his strength and determination as a back (defender), he was simply a nightmare to come up against… A hurley here and there, blocking you, using his strength and physicality… you could never have an easy game off Jan. He has been vital to us in various tournaments since then, and now he is one of our leading men on the pitch playing and on our coaching panel.
Jan kept an audio diary for us during the World Games to tell us about the experience of playing in Owenbeg, Derry. The text is „slightly“ different to the audio to make it more appealing to read, so make sure to listen to the originals!
Thanks a million for giving us this valuable record, Jan.
Day 1: Monday, 24.07.2023
Dear Diary,
What an exhilarating start to the World Games here in Derry! Today marked the first day of this grand event, and I can hardly contain my excitement as I recount the day’s events.
The moment I stepped onto the grounds of the Centre of Excellence in Owenbeg, I was taken aback by the sheer magnificence of the facilities. The lush green grass patches stretched out before me, and the gleaming Astroturf pitch seemed to invite challenges and triumphs. It’s safe to say that this might be the best pitch I’ve ever had the honour to play on – especially for hurling.
The Centre of Excellence itself is a sprawling hub of activity. From concession stands to food trucks and even a Family Fun Zone, it’s a world within itself. The meticulous organization is evident everywhere, including the shuttle buses shuttling players, families, and friends between Derry and Owenbeg. The level of dedication put into this event is simply astounding, and I feel privileged to be a part of it.
The day’s highlight was our first match against Canada. We began a bit slowly, conceding a point, as has become a familiar trend in my hurling career. But as the game unfolded, our team exhibited remarkable prowess. We matched them both physically and tactically, proving that we were every bit their equals. The end result mirrored this parity – a well-deserved draw.
Although I didn’t start the game, I was later substituted as a fullback, holding my usual position. My teammates Daniel and Jasper, from Darmstadt and Hamburg, respectively, formed a seamless partnership with me. The chemistry we shared on the field was palpable, a testament to our camaraderie and mutual support. Robin, our goalkeeper from Darmstadt, contributed enormously to this spirit.
Alas, in the early stages of the second half, I found myself injured – a hit to the lower leg that required attention. I was led to the first aid tent, unable to rejoin the fray on the pitch. Yet, the team persevered, and the match concluded in a commendable draw. Despite my sidelined vantage point, I couldn’t help but feel immense pride in our performance.
Our second match pitted us against Philadelphia. Though we had anticipated a formidable adversary, their strength was more apparent in their physicality than skill. We dominated possession of the Sliotar, orchestrated better plays, and dictated the pace of the game. Regrettably, our efforts to convert these advantages into points fell short, resulting in a narrow loss by a single point. The score stood at two to three in their favour. Our reflections led us to ponder various situations where we might have fared better. Nonetheless, the unity and communication among the players were unwavering, a testament to our indomitable spirit.
The day crescendoed with the parade and opening ceremony. The sight of countless individuals representing various clubs and countries, adorned in a riot of colours, filled the streets with vibrant energy. Our Team Germany, with its two hurling, camogie, Men’s and Ladies football teams, made an impressive presence. The warmth of the welcome we received from the people of Derry was heartening. The atmosphere surrounding the parade was akin to the Eurovision Song Contest, with waving flags and exuberant cheers painting a vivid picture.
To cap off the day, we ventured to a local pub for a pint. Laughter, camaraderie, and shared stories flowed freely among players from different teams. It was a perfect ending to an exceptional day.
As I wrap up this entry, I can’t help but reflect on the incredible experiences and connections I’ve already made. Tomorrow promises more challenges, as we’re set to face two more opponents, possibly including New York. I’ll be sure to capture the moments and share them with you in pictures and more audio. This glimpse into the World Games in Derry has left me in awe, and I can’t wait to see what tomorrow holds.
Until then, dear diary, take care.
Yours in excitement,
Jan
Day 2: Tuesday, 25.07.2023
Dear Diary,
Day two of the World Games in Derry has been an exhilarating whirlwind of matches and camaraderie. Let me recount the highlights of this eventful day.
We kicked off the day with our match against St. Louis. The game unfolded with promise – solid defence, excellent midfield control – yet victory eluded us. Despite our best efforts, we fell short by a mere two points. The culprit was our inability to convert opportunities into scores; missed frees and untaken chances added up, casting a shadow on an otherwise impressive performance.
I was on the field for most of the first half, only stepping out shortly before halftime to give fresh legs a chance to shine. The loss was disappointing, especially as it felt like an avoidable outcome. However, this match served as a crucial learning experience, revealing the need for more precision in passing and quicker decision-making.
The afternoon’s match saw us pitted against the GGE European team. This encounter, unlike the previous one, resulted in a resounding win for us. With only nine players on their side and no substitutions, we dominated the game with ease. The heightened space and time afforded by their short-handedness contributed to our seamless victory. It was a refreshing contrast, and our win left us brimming with pride and a renewed sense of determination.
The highlight of the day, beyond doubt, was the twinning event with the Kevin Lynch Hurling Club from Dungiven. This club, steeped in history and tradition, left an indelible mark on me. Founded over half a century ago, it has grown into an institution in the hurling world. They welcomed us with open arms, offering food, drinks, and camaraderie that transcended borders.
Their clubhouse and adjacent pitch were a sight to behold. As we explored their facilities, from the wall ball court to the fitness room, their passion for the sport was palpable. Their under-13 match showcased young talents who played with all the fervour of seasoned players. It was a sight to behold – their fearless pursuit of the ball and relentless commitment were nothing short of inspiring.
The atmosphere was one of familial warmth and genuine curiosity. Conversations flowed freely as they inquired about our experiences and shared their own. The sense of community within the club was undeniable; players, even after moving cities for work, remained steadfast members of the Kevin Lynch Hurling Club. Their unwavering dedication exemplified the deep-rooted love for the sport and their club.
As I wrap up this entry, anticipation brews for tomorrow’s matches against American teams, including a tough bout with New York. The spirit of competition and unity among our team fuels our determination. With the day’s experiences fresh in my mind, I’m reminded once again of the unique charm of this event. The heartwarming atmosphere, the bonds formed across borders – these are the moments that truly enrich our lives.
Wishing for another day of triumphs and growth,
All the best,
Jan
Day 3: Wednesday, 26.07.2023
Dear Diary,
Another day at the World Games in Derry has come to an end, and I’m here to recount the trials and triumphs that unfolded on this eventful day.
The weather gods seemed to have a sense of humour today, mimicking the pouring rain from the All-Ireland Senior Hurling Championship Final last week. The conditions were far from ideal – a soaked ground, slippery surface, wet sliotars – a true test for everyone on the field. But, as they say, we were all in the same boat, or rather pitch.
Our day began with a clash against New York in the hurling competition. They were the favourites, and their victory didn’t come as a surprise. However, it was the manner in which we played that left a lasting impression. We held our own in the first half, showcasing our skill and determination. Though they ultimately secured a comfortable win, we held our heads high, knowing we had given it our all.
In the afternoon, we faced Southeast, another North American team. This match was less about skill and more about grit. The opponents seemed more focused on shoving, pushing, and complaining than on playing the game with honour. It was a frustrating encounter marred by unsportsmanlike conduct. Despite the challenge, we fought valiantly, displaying our unity and unyielding spirit. Alas, we lost by a narrow margin of two points, missing a couple of key chances that could have turned the tide in our favour.
Our backline trio of Daniel, Jasper, and myself shone through, playing about 15 of the 18-minute match time. Our chemistry and coordination were evident in our communication and support for one another. Though the conditions were treacherous, we held our ground, frustrating our opponents with our resilience.
Amidst the challenges, the atmosphere of camaraderie continued to be a source of inspiration. The support among all German teams was unwavering, despite the trying conditions.
I caught a glimpse of the German Camogie team, witnessing their remarkable progress as they secured their first win against Milwaukee. Their creative warm-up routines and post-match celebrations have earned them a reputation as the most entertaining act of the tournament.
The ladies‘ Gaelic football team also left a mark, dominating their match against Asia. The rain-soaked pitch didn’t dampen their spirits, as they secured another victory for Team Germany. Ammi’s prowess in both midfield and forward positions is commendable and inspiring.
As the day concluded, the spirit of unity carried over to a gathering at Sandino’s Bar in downtown Derry. Fabian, Kat, Laura, Malte, and I spent a couple of hours sharing pints and stories, joined by Andreas and Ciarán. Their presence added to the vibrant energy of the evening, reminding us that this experience is about more than just the matches – it’s about the connections we forge.
With the day behind us, we look ahead to more challenges and opportunities. The camaraderie, growth, and shared experiences continue to shape this journey in ways I could have never imagined.
As the rain continues to fall outside, I bid you good night, Diary, with hopes for fairer skies and brighter victories tomorrow.
Yours in the spirit of the Games,
Jan
Day 4: Thursday, 27.07.2023
Dear Diary,
As promised, I’m here to recount the exhilarating events of day four at the World Games in Derry – a day that will forever remain etched in my memory as a culmination of effort, determination, and an indomitable spirit.
Fatigue may have weighed heavily upon us, but our resolve remained unshaken. The morning brought forth a formidable challenge – a semi-final clash against our fellow countrymen from Team Germany White in the Plate Competition. This wasn’t the scenario we had envisioned, yet it was one we approached with determination. And it was Team Germany Red that emerged victorious, securing a hard-fought win that propelled us to the Plate final.
The victory, though hard-earned, didn’t come without its moments of frustration. An early lead bolstered our spirits, but as the match progressed, our intensity wavered. Amid the muddy and slippery pitch, we struggled to maintain our level of play.
Despite their valiant efforts, Team Germany White couldn’t capitalize on their scoring chances. Fabian, especially, had a string of unfortunate luck, unable to convert opportunities that fate seemed to conspire against. Yet, we held on, united by our shared determination and the knowledge that this win carried us closer to our goal.
The Plate Final was a defining moment, a showdown that held the promise of victory for Team Germany Red. We emerged triumphant, seizing the title and etching our mark as a German hurling team. Personally, it’s a victory I’ll forever cherish – the first hurling final I’ve won, a long-awaited redemption after previous losses. I may not be the star player, but as a part of this team, I’ve contributed in the ways I can, adding to the collective effort that led us to this pinnacle.
The final match of the day was a testament to resilience and teamwork. Facing Southeast Second Team (Southeast 2) from the United States, we were confident of our abilities.
However, it was a closely contested battle, marked by a seesaw of emotions. In the first half, they found the net, and we managed to put points on the board. With halftime looming, we felt the momentum swinging in our favour. Yet, a sluggish start to the second half saw us conceding two more goals, leaving us trailing.
At a crucial juncture, a sequence of events unfolded that turned the tide in our favour. Moritz’s free and a subsequent goal pulled us back into contention. From there, a series of well-executed plays led by our team’s shining stars, like Jakub, Daniel, and Hendrik, culminated in a two-point lead. Momentum shifted, spaces opened up, and our spirits soared. With Hendrik’s pivotal goal, victory was within our grasp. In the end, we got over the line and won the final!
But what truly made this day exceptional was the unwavering support from our fellow German team members. Despite their own engagements, they rallied behind us, creating an atmosphere of unity and camaraderie that transcended individual matches.
Our counterparts in the Camogie, men’s football, and ladies‘ football teams – Santi, Kat, Kea, and Ammi – contributed to our collective success, highlighting the achievements of Gaelic sports in Germany as a whole. The men’s football team was in the Shield final, but they lost it by two. The Camógs were in the Shield final and lost it, unfortunately. And so we had three teams in a final yesterday, which is a huge achievement for Gaelic Sports in Germany, I think. It’s not only the German hurling or the German Hurlers but the whole team.
As the day concluded, we celebrated the win, savouring the victory but also acknowledging the shared accomplishments across all teams. The journey of this week, filled with ups and downs, challenges and triumphs, culminated in a resounding sense of unity and pride.
With these memories fresh in my mind, I close this diary entry, anticipating the final day of the World Games with a heart brimming with gratitude and fulfilment.
Yours in the spirit of victory,
Jan
Day 5: Friday, 28.07.2023
Dear Diary,
As the final day of the World Games unfolded in Derry, a bittersweet sense of closure settled upon us. This entry marks the end of my daily updates, a closing chapter to this remarkable journey that has left an indelible mark on my heart.
The grand stage of Celtic Park awaited us, hosting the much-anticipated hurling final of the international teams. In the wake of a late night, we managed to rise early and make our way from the Ulster University campus to witness the clash between New York and San Francisco.
What ensued was a captivating display of hurling prowess. While both teams initially fought valiantly, it was New York that showcased their mastery of the game, ultimately clinching victory with an air of authority. Their defensive prowess, combined with their dominant forwards, painted a portrait of a championship-worthy team. As the Cup was hoisted high, the crowd echoed their admiration for a team that had truly earned their place in history.
The day’s offerings also included the Camogie match – an exhibition of skill and tenacity that left me in awe. Watching those skilled players strike the ball with such power and precision was a sight to behold. As I sat there, marvelling at their abilities, I couldn’t help but imagine the joy of being able to strike a sliotar with the same force. While my abilities may not reach those heights, the spectacle was a reminder of the beauty and variety of Gaelic sports.
Many of us accepted an invitation from the Kevin Lynch Hurling Club, a gracious gesture that exemplified the sense of camaraderie and support that permeated the event. Although I remained in town, opting for sightseeing and self-care, I couldn’t escape the aches and bruises that serve as souvenirs of the past week’s endeavours. Yet, the pain is but a fleeting reminder, fading in the wake of the memories and friendships forged during this remarkable journey.
Tomorrow, we begin the journey back to Dublin, and from there, life will revert to its usual rhythm. September 2 awaits a date circled on the calendar for the next European tournament in The Hague with the Cologne Celtics. As our squad prepares to face new challenges, I can’t help but reflect on the whirlwind week that brought us together, the triumphs and the trials that sculpted us into a cohesive team.
Standing here in Derry, gazing upon the clock tower of Guild Hall, I find solace in the sun’s warm embrace after a brief shower. The city has imprinted itself upon my heart, and as I look back on this week, I’m overcome with pride and gratitude. This World Games experience may stand as a singular chapter in my journey, or perhaps fate will offer another opportunity in the future. Regardless, I’m thankful for the privilege of being a part of this team, for the camaraderie, and for the lessons learned on and off the pitch.
As I bid farewell to Derry and the World Games, I’m reminded of a quote from a movie, „The Replacements“ (or „Helden aus der zweiten Reihe“ in German) -„Der Schmerz geht vorbei, aber der Ruhm bleibt und die Frauen stehen auf die Narben„. So, here I stand, pain subsiding, memories vivid, and the glory of this experience forever etched in my heart.
Until we meet again in Cologne, for training, for a chat, or for new adventures on the horizon.
With gratitude,
Jan
Thanks a million, Jan, for your insights and descriptions of the FRS GAA World Games. Congratulations on winning the Plate final as well! An international player and a champion on the world stage… not a bad claim to fame.
If you have read or listened this far, thank you, and if you would like to get in touch with the Cologne Celtics, please contact us directly. We are always looking for new members. Who knows, maybe you will represent the Celtics at the next GAA World Games! It can all start with that contact button.
The lovely photos in this article are courtesy of Darmstadt legend Daniel Thiem and more of his photos can be found at Gaelic Shots.
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