You may as well hate puppies and babies and flowers and the first snows of winter. Golf is spiritual. It’s solitary, while simultaneously being an act of companionship

You will know when and where she’s running and you'll grow to hate her opponents. You’ll understand which lane is her fastest. You’ll learn her tells and facial tics. There will be no moral victories or decent showings. No fastest loser qualifications or semi-final exits. Adeleke is the real deal.

If Ireland's women show the same backbone they displayed in a fight for support, they could make a big impact at this World Cup.

So long a label one would die for, now, you’d be hard pressed to find anyone defining themselves as a Talent in any Irish workplace, for the time being at least

Watching Adam Yates pip his twin brother Simon to victory on the first stage of this year's Tour de France, one couldn’t help but spare a thought for Waterford’s Sam Bennett

Dublin in Croke Park is just the tonic to release those endorphins the county has lived off for over a decade. Lose, and the weight will feel a good deal heavier

Our days in the bog literally mirrored a full day at Lords. Start in the morning but only after the captains walked the crease, just as our dad walked the bog

As the league is at a crossroads, the familiar voice of Sky's coverage is set to change. 

McIlroy grew to become a Nike-clad paragon of virtue, backing up his very frequent public endorsements of tradition and history with consistently brilliant golf

In the pantheon of great sports movies, He Got Game is largely forgotten. Raging Bull had Scorsese, De Niro and Pesci mid-pomp. Any Given Sunday had Oliver Stone, an infinite budget and that speech from Pacino