The Machine rides again on Green diesel

Eventually, the cream comes to the top. James Wade has always been possessed of commensurate class to his contemporaries but, due to a combination of bad luck and exceptionally talented opponents, he hasn't always attained the reward his obvious abilities have merited. It truly is amazing what one win can do for sporting competitors. The... Continue Reading →

The Machine finally starts to purr

In places like Mayo, Waterford and anywhere else sports people have striven over an elongated period for a specific goal, often with scant reward, there was renewed hope last night. Now read on... Switch sports to darts and there is no greater prototype for such a character than James Wade. This writer will admit that... Continue Reading →

Loutish lot risk more than sport

There was only one occasion wheels transporting yours truly went to the dogs. Literally, that is. Myself and Eoghan D'Arcy were given the job of organising the Brady's staff Christmas night out. We plumped for a night in Shelbourne Park at the greyhound racing. The two of us had a great night but reviews from... Continue Reading →

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