You’re backing the bid for the Rugby World Cup? 

For this observer there’s a sense of the 1968 US Presidential election about the forthcoming marriage referendum.

I see verbal intimidation is now coming under the microscope of GAA discipline. Maybe under the dictaphone would be a better term, though. Or the boom microphone.

Last week we told you in these pages that the Gaelic Players Association had polled its members seeking their approval for a simple proposal — whether or not the organisation should support a yes vote in the forthcoming marriage referendum.

I met a member of the medical profession for a coffee the other day, and as we chatted I felt I had to correct her on some of the clinical terminology on offer, to tidy up the doctor-speak, if you like.

A couple of weeks ago, yours truly touched on the Páirc Uí Chaoimh funding issue with reference to the wider context, namely the Irish bid to host the Rugby World Cup in 2023, and the other, well-equipped challengers for that honour, like Italy and South Africa.

John Sawatsky has made a career of asking the right questions.

The time comes in every columnist’s life when he is forced to offer a glossary, and for me that time is now.

Alastair Campbell opens with a compliment about an old mate. Kind of. 

On it goes, with no indication of ever coming to an end. Gaelic football is over, gone, done and dusted, and the apocalypse is upon us, writes Michael Moynihan.