Well, it's just out here, it's kind of boring.
It's not kind of, it definitely isn't.
Is my map in? I know that my bus map is here.
Yeah.
Ladies and gentlemen.
Ladies and gentlemen.
I have your attention just for a moment.
Please.
Ladies and gentlemen, we have your attention.
We'll keep the program very short.
I know it's hard to get Irish women to be quiet when they're having a drink, but just give us your attention for less than five minutes, please.
I want to have the opportunity to introduce to you a very good friend of mine and a very good friend of yours who we're here to honor tonight.
A man who has done a lot in a very short amount of time.
As you know, four years ago, Brian ran for Alderman and everybody said, well, he can't beat the incumbent.
Would be an impossible feat.
You ran against someone that was in office for a long time, someone who had been a United States Congressman for years and had run for a United States Senator.
And everybody said, well, you guys are crazy.
You can't do it.
You can't win.
But I said, well, you know, if you don't try, you certainly can't win.
I met Brian 20 years before that.
And we were always the underdog.
And somehow we always managed to prevail.
I would like to introduce to you now the only Republican Alderman in the city of Chicago.
And he earned it the hard way by going out and knocking on doors.
I remember four years ago when he ran the first time, he wore out five pair of shoes, knocking on doors.
He'd go out every single day at three o 'clock, take a little break at six and go back out and work till nine.
He never got tired.
He never quit.
And he never listened to people who said, you can't do it.
Because guys told me that 20 years ago, too.
He said, you can't win.
You're a Republican in Chicago.
You can't win.
But believe me, you can if you have a guts to go out and do it.
Here's a guy with a lot of guts, Brian Doherty.
Come on up to the panel, Brian.
Thank you, Roger.
Thank you.
And I learned how to do this from Roger, from watching him for many years and working with him.
And he's the leader of our organization.
And he leads by example because I still haven't knocked on as many doors as he has.
But I just want to take a short time to say thank you very much for all your support.
I know many of you, not just for your support today and for the election, but many of you I've known from years since I was a child, since I was a baby, for the support that you gave my family and myself throughout the years.
And how the support that you give each other as you're in and you're out.
Mom, Dad, thank you.
I love you.
My niece and nephew, my sisters and brothers, my wife, Rose, who has to take a lot of the brunt of the work around the household during the campaign time, and for that matter most of the time.
But I just want to say sincerely from my heart, thanks for all your support throughout all the years.
I don't think we'll have a problem.
We'll get the vote out.
We're going to have another victory in about a week.
Thank you.
I do have a couple requests.
One is for Jimmy Reardon to give us a dance.
Championship dancer.
And that my father, Dan, sing us a song.
And that I get a nice cold pint of Guinness.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Hey.
Thank you.
Sweetest honey.
Dan Doherty is going to give us a song.
Think of the land where we once had a home.
But our homes are destroyed and our soils confiscated.
The hand of the tyrants brought plunder and woe.
The fires in our quenched and our hearts desolated.
In our once happy homes in the county Mayo.
Long years have gone by since with hearts full of sorrow.
The land of the shamrock we left far behind.
But oh, how we'd like to be going back tomorrow.
To the scenes of our youth which we still bear in mind.
The days of our childhoods, now we regret them.
They cling to our vision wherever we go.
And the friends of our youth, we will never forget them.
They too are exiled from the county Mayo.
From the starry Galala, from Swainsport to Ballard.
Valley Harness and Westport and down Castle Bar.
Cashe Mock and Clare Morris, Ben Mallet and Daryl.
Emily Began, Bing Anton, that's famed near and far.
Bell, Bell and Row, Ballina and Bohola.
Elok and Foxport a few miles below.
Newport and Kong with our straight and Malala.
Shavlin's down too in the county Mayo.
Then boys put together in all kinds of weather.
Don't show the white feather wherever you go.
Be like a brother and help one another.
Like the true hearted men from the county Mayo.
Jimmy! When I To glare and down the mountainside This summer's gone, had all the flowers died Tis you, tis you, must go and die, must fly But how can I, when the sun's in the door All who ran through the valley, trees crushed and white snow Tis I'll be here in sunshine, all new shadow Oh jelly boy, oh jelly boy, I love you so But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying If I am dead, as dead I will be You'll come and find the spot where I am lying And kneel and slay, but now they're there for me But I shall hear those soft and red abound me And on my grave will warmers sweeten me Why you will dance and tell me that you love us of grief And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me You're a war, it's bound to be a dream one When all the things we've come from the sea Especially when it happens, peace and exile From that below, the Isle of Inis Free And when the moon, like peaches, rocks like hope, that's in Isle of Inis Free I wonder all we live in In the year of our Lord, eighteen hundred and six Who set sail from the cold, chaos, and upcountry We were sailing away with the cannonball And she stood several blasts, and they called her the Irish Brawler And there was Ballybiggy from the banks of the Lein, there was Hoggett from the Hill, there was Dracassero And fighting for Tracy from the Over, and your man Mick McCann From the banks of the Bann, was the skipper on the Irish Brawler And we had one million dimes of the best slag or rags, we had two million barrels of bomb And we had three million fails on an eagle's tail, we had four million barrels of stone And we had five million hugs, and six million dogs, and seven million barrels of porter We had eight million sights of our blind horses like the whole of the Irish Brawler And we had sailed seven years when the visas broke up, and the ship lost her way in a fork, right far in the whale of the crew And the man who was the loose bound to two was Mesa and the captain's old dog And when the ship struck a rock, oh Lord what a shock, and here they tumbled over She turned nine times around, and the poor old dog was drowned I'm the last of the Irish Brawler Now there's a little story, go back to Ireland, this whole continent, and Ireland Mary and Pat Kelly, Mary's husband Pat died And every time she'd meet the priest, she would tell him to say a mass for my husband Pat Well this went on for weeks and months, and every time she'd meet the priest she'd give him a pound So the pounds all ran out, and she met the priest this day, and she was going to be very brief And she said, I want to know if Pat is in the road of heaven Well I'll tell you Mary, he said, Pat had his head in Well if I know Pat's the chief, whenever he get his head in, he'll get his ass in So that's what we want to do here on a late today, we're going to get Brian's ass in How are you doing, everybody? Applause I've got a lot of endorsements, but never one like that Is that a good thing or a bad thing? That's good That's a good one Yes, yes, yes Goddamn he's got a good memory Excellent On election night they had the cameras on, and I'm making my stuff and speech, excusing the back with the sleigh -ly screaming They're trying to keep getting on the picture as they keep jumping back and forth You know what, they should have brought him in on this one Well if he's with you, he wouldn't have been arrested, he would have made his day He's lost that He has something to talk about for another month He is a cracker on the case, he is one of a kind, you know that? He is a one of a kind Hands your back Come on Tommy Well, the original one They're not too far behind him Are they going to run this? I think so They're talking in a few months or so We'll probably end up in the cutting room tomorrow It's all good parties Number one Billy has been all day He was all worried about this, this is a big deal Well it turned out pretty well We haven't done any fights yet The night's early Where else would we go and fight the brain doctor? Oh yeah? We're doing the documentary Hey Johnny Hey Johnny, taking your picture This is Johnny, my godson, Johnny Asborn Say hi, Johnny How old are you? Three years old I wish I was three Is your name Dorothy? No What's your name? Asborn Where's your sister at? Yeah Did you like the music? That's Colleen That's your grandma over there Where's your grandma? You like grandma? I like her Who do you think thought me out of tune? She must have thought you You'd play off the bottom Better get the grandmother here too Yeah, the mother and the grandmother You go back every year, don't you? I was back once at 44 years There's one guy and he said Your wife goes back to Ireland every summer Yeah, and it cost me $10 ,000 a year It's the best damn investment I ever made I left Ireland 44 years ago And it was raining, I went back 20 years after It was still raining I left two years ahead of you, right? Before me You came here what year? 1951 I landed in New York on Valentine's Day It was pouring rain It was pouring rain when I landed That was the 6th of July The 4th of July we had in the middle of the Atlantic All this champagne and all these drinks You didn't know what it was about? Well I had an idea because I used to hear my father and him talk about it Because they were in this country for years too I'm going to tell them my son is here My guide likes to go to my house He came out my son and he was like I need more I'm going to tell them I'm running for Junior I'm going to tell them my son is here I'm going to tell them my son is here I see him I'm going to tell them my son is here I'm going to tell them my son is here I'm going to tell them my son is here I'm going to tell them my son is here What's going on? Why are these people doing this? Don't you guys get tired? Good luck, Brian Say a couple of words, Friday.
How about stomach cramps? I want to be politically correct.
I want to be politically correct.
Are you going to drink it? I want to be politically correct.
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I want to be politically correct.
I want to be politically correct.
I want to be politically correct.
Thank you very much.
Thank you.
