Easily the most enjoyable television of the week was provided by GB News, the fledgling national broadcaster for Brexit Britain, scourge of the woke and the remoaning.

It’s that time of year again, when Shane Lowry gets a gentle kicking for taking part in the Saudi International golf tournament.

From Belmullet to Ballaghdareen, the January gloom lifted upon Sunday night’s news that the pony-tailed Adonis of Kilmaine, Oisín Mullin, had rejected the sun-kissed, sleeveless life of the AFL in order to continue pushing the green and red boulder up the hill

Even your humble sports hobbit can acknowledge that this is a big story, one deserving of the attentions of a wider, non-sports audience and possibly even worthy of missing the early frames of Mark Allen against Judd Trump in the Cazoo Masters

If rugby and GAA grappled with lofty matters of power and equality, soccer seemed to console itself with a very traditional debate: whether the manager of the national team was any good or not

How many column inches will be afforded to a two-decade-old row between the recently sacked manager of Cardiff City and a famously irascible TV pundit?

In another world, a nicer one, the ugly little win over Castres would be quickly swallowed ahead of another big crowd and another crack at Leinster. But it’s not a nice world

Earlier this week Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang became the latest man to be relieved of football’s zaniest armband but Roy Keane could have some answers for his old rivals

Alexander the Great, Napoleon, Happy Gilmore — history is full of hungry young men dripping with ambition. That’s Max Verstappen in our tale and Lewis Hamilton is the King of Kings

What does it all mean? All the people and the noise and the power chords and smoky atmospherics? And what about the carry-on in Irishtown? Are they even worth talking about?