Identity lost in broadening of horizons

At a recent conference in Croke Park, Crossmaglen Rangers official Peter McMahon said that he hoped those present “wouldn’t be disappointed by the ordinary nature” of his club. What he meant was obvious, that the Armagh outfit had the same worries in terms of getting personnel to fill committees and look after teams as any... Continue Reading →

Sickening ‘defence’ was the final insult

So, the worst kept secret in world sport is out. Oh, wait, it wasn’t a secret at all. Thanks mainly to the courageous and inspirational efforts of journalists like David Walsh and Paul Kimmage. Lance Armstrong’s extremely belated, haphazard admission and apology, to many at least, will have carried about as much sincerity as what... Continue Reading →

Hope in songs and stories

Over the festive season, a pint (or three) was enjoyed with a friend who – like so many – was forced to go to foreign shores for work. A night with the man in question – and his neighbour who is a dab hand with a tin whistle – usually begins as a catch up... Continue Reading →

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