While attending a prize-giving at an all girls’ grammar school in Belfast recently, I was astonished at the exam results.

Aogán Ó Fearghail says he is going to be an ambassadorial President.

Early in the first half of Saturday’s All-Ireland Club SFC semi-final, St Vincent’s corner-back Michael Concarr went on a solo-run which covered the entire length of the pitch.

A family friend, who spent about 40 years in America, was a regular visitor at Lincoln Financial Park, home of the Philadelphia Eagles.

In the copy of the Ulster secretary’s report that was sent to the media last month €2,798,435 was completely unaccounted for.

The league is never as important as it seems in February and March.

When I bumped into an old friend last Friday evening, he recounted a story which will be depressingly familiar to many readers.

Exactly a decade ago, I was in Ballinascreen on the day Eoin Bradley broke his leg playing for Derry in the Dr McKenna Cup.

A few years ago I read a column by a sports journalist who recalled the night he got locked into a GAA ground.

“Until the countdown to an event we are obliged to adhere to social conditioning even to the extent of chatting to the timekeeper, officials or other riders.