Life And Sport From An Armchair View
When something happens that we don't like, there's an inevitability that wild and whirling words will start blowing around like chaff in the winds. Of course, common sense would be to take a step back, pause and not jump into judgement. But what do I always say about common sense? On rare occasions, mind you,... Continue Reading →
The year cannot be recalled, but the image will be forever etched in the memory bank. Wild-eyed, manic looking Ian Poulter in that zone that only the Ryder Cup could put the colourful Englishman. From memory, Europe were well adrift of their American adversaries in the biennial team golfing event when 'Poults' almost single-handedly set... Continue Reading →
A winter's day, in a deep and dark December. A scenario (Ladies) teams in Meath have got used to. Early Christmas presents. In Meath's case, an All Ireland IFC win. On the club scene, that meant our history making ladies capturing the Leinster Club SFC this time last year. This year, December action from a... Continue Reading →
Blazing Saddles is quite possibly this writer's favourite film. That revelation is usually met with sneery laughter. But not a toss is given here. More of the Mel Brooks classic is relatable to everyday life than it ever gets credit for. For those of you that might not have seen it (do yourselves a favour)... Continue Reading →
It's most likely the case that at least some viewers in the UK got their first viewing of GAA when Sky Sports had broadcast rights to same. Something which was unfortunately and wrongly discontinued. Now, during the myriad lockdowns foisted on people because of Covid-19 and/or some of its by-products, as they so often do,... Continue Reading →
There are some occasions in sport - and other facets of life - when the form book can go out the window. Or at least that's the way it used to be. With Irish sport anyway. Tonight at the World Cup though, the form book didn't so much go out the window as into a... Continue Reading →