Life And Sport From An Armchair View
It's unlikely any incident in GAA history has been replayed as much or been the subject of as much debate and rancor as the bit of set dancing early on in the All Ireland SFC Final involving Meath and Mayo. Now read on... Reams of bovine dung were written and broadcast about the bit of... Continue Reading →
March 2005, Cheltenham. Day one of the Festival. The race that's not only the highlight of the day, but of that entire year for us that are hopelessly devoted to jump racing. Or maybe many years. Hardy Eustace, the venerable old Massey Ferguson 390T, the old dog for the hard road, turns for home with... Continue Reading →
It is probably the case that once you get any way familiar with a given sporting activity or author or journalist or whatever the case may be, you will develop one favourite exponent thereof who will be admired and enjoyed perhaps a bit more than all others. Though brilliant the rest may be. Apply that... Continue Reading →