Nick Rackard Poem by Francis Duggan

Nick Rackard was a very famous hurler as famed as Mick Mackey or Christy Ring
And when i was young he used to play for Wexford and great excitement to the game did bring
His seven goals and seven points against Antrim in an All Ireland semi final in championship hurling still a record score
And hardly ever likely to be beaten and probably will stand forever more.

His brothers Billy and Bobby too were famous hurlers and back in the fifties when Wexford were great
The Rackards then were household names in hurling and with the best in Ireland they did rate
Billy and Bobby were stalwart defenders but Nicky the one that the crowds flocked to see
He was the best full forward of his era and in hurling created his own history.

Nick Rackard in his prime a hurling hero broad shouldered, athletic and tall and lean
And Ireland's top full forward in the fifties and one of the finest hurlers ever seen
To Wexford hurling he made all the difference and with him playing they never were outclassed
He scored the goals the goals that really mattered and his scoring feats have never been surpassed.

The old bloke in the pub talked of Nick Rackard and hurling facts and history he know
He was there the day that Rackard shattered Antrim and that was almost fifty years ago
He said it was his greatest sporting memory and the mental pictures fresh with him today
Of the great hurler at his very greatest though that was long ago and far away.

Nick Rackard was a legendary hurler and one of the very finest in his time
And few full backs could have hoped to match it with him when he was at his best and in his prime
And the old bloke in the pub he still remembered the day the great man set his record score
A hurling record that has not been broken and a record that could last forever more.