Life And Sport From An Armchair View
There are certain side effects to my disability which rarely if ever make it into discourse here. Today, however, will be an exception. And, yes, it will be a case of going from the frying pan into the fire. But it will be brief and reason for doing so will become obvious as this particular... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
Mayo... 0-17 Dublin... 0-14 (aet) It had to happen sometime. They were always the most likely ones to do it too. And for very personal reasons in this seat, gut feeling in the lead up was that today might be the day. All eras must end. AP McCoy eventually hung up the saddle, Sir Alex... Continue Reading →
There was much conjecture surrounding the 'debate' involving Pat Gilroy and Andy McEntee thrown onto The Sunday Game in a scatter-gun manner at the end of last year. To call it a debate, though, would be to deploy it with the utmost linguistic licence. What it actually amounted to was a party political broadcast on... Continue Reading →
I should know by now to wait. To let my emotions cool down after a match before commenting. The last time I fell into the old trap was the night Tyrone stole victory from the jaws of defeat. Or rather were gifted it by a referee so far out of his depth it was like... Continue Reading →