Kildare finally get their lines right

AT half-time yesterday, the talk was that Micko had dreamt up another masterstroke.

Announcing his decision to leave Wicklow at the end of the campaign on the eve of the game seemed to have steeled his troops to give their venerable manager a going away present.

A point down at the break and with the wind in their favour, the game was theirs to take. But O’Dwyer was left to lick his wounds after a dreadful second-half in which Wicklow were taught a containment and tackling power lesson.