Tag: IRELAND
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Red is the rose in yonder sporting garden above
“My father he gave me the love of it all, when he guided my arms to strike that first ball. A hurley, a football it’s the same thing to me. It’s playing the game that matters, you see”. Those couple of lines are from the GAA incarnation of The Beautiful Game. They surely could be…
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Altered perspectives on many fronts
In times of greatest strife, the greatest buffers against ill winds have always come via sport and farming. And, in the course of the one week lately, quantities of resilience were tested to the end of elastic point. Owing to a trying shift in personal circumstances and, equally as profoundly, the almost indescribable grief and…
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A pillar of certainty has been demolished
Dealing with certain aspects of the hand which life dealt from the pack causes an indescribable amount of angst. So indescribable, in fact, that in terms of comment thereon, the area tends to avoided. In terms of dealing with such circumstances, some years back, what’s now considered a blessing was arrived at when the concept…
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Who needs Friends In Low Places?
A pair of sporting genii. Bastions of their time, or any time. Fierce rivals, yet imbued with a mutual respect often sadly lacking in many places. The photo of Mick Mackey encountering a stricken Christy Ring is one of the iconic sporting images of all time. To me, and many, most likely, it represents a…