Tag: Ballymun Kickhams
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Na bfhacha tu mo Sheamasin?
Has anyone seen my Jimmy? We’ve all encountered scenario. The offspring of a legend arrives on the scene, touted as being ‘even better than the father’. You might also even be told ‘There’s a younger lad at thehome that’s even better thtan this fella’. In nearly 35 years of being consumed by all things GAA,…
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By all means hail the King but do it with a bit of class
At some stage during last year’s hurling Championship, Pat Horgan of Cork overtook Joe Canning as the leading all time scorer in the sport. The Galway ace having himself usurped none other than Christy Ring (I think). But here’s the thing. ‘Hoggie’ just trotted back to his position. No fanfare, no whooping or hollering. He…
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Mayo’s spiritual leader lays down the baton
If it was scripted, it would be the perfect ending for either a western or a romantic drama. One battle-scarred warrior unbuckles his holster and throws away his ammunition. Then comes the seemingly interminable tension-filled pause in anticipation of what the old adversary crouched behind the wall at the other end of the pass will…
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Wintry Sundays while the sun’s still shining
I only saw Brian Mullins playing once. It will probably come as a surprise to many that the once blonde colossus was seen at all. It just happened to be my second year going to matches and, as far as can be recalled, it was Brian’s final match. Tiernach and Robbie Gilbert have been family…
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Left wondering how Con would have portrayed it all
Kerry…1-14 Dublin…1-13 If something looks too good to be true, it generally is. Against that, however, the simplest and most obvious explanation is indeed often the correct one. Such was the case in Croke Park on Sunday last. The meeting of Kerry and Dublin was indeed the game of the season, so far, or, for…
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A few people having to sit up and take notice…
Meath…1-14 Dublin…1-27 Regardless of what transpired between the lines, what you are about to read hereafter was always going to be a story of two halves. However, even if there was a semblance a script in mind it could be torn up before the chariot conveying yours truly had docked on the fourth floor of…
