A crazy game of hurling in the month of January, as best described by Pádraig Walsh. The Tullaroan centreback and county star, was one of four brothers who helped the Kilkenny side to All Ireland intermediate hurling championship glory in Croke Park on Saturday night.
Two hundred and twenty hungry wedding guests will have to survive on sandwiches until the final whistle blows in Saturday's All Ireland football replay, after the bride and groom delayed the evening meal so they could watch the big Croke Park clash.
When Diarmuid Connolly sat back into the pocket, setting himself up for power fade with the outside of his right boot, in a similar way to Ronan O’Gara and the Grand Slam drop goal over a decade ago, I thought perhaps the story was written in the stars for the prodigal son to return home with the fattened calf.
Violence in the North, the space race, and the infamous Chappaquiddick incident involving Edward Kennedy were in the headlines 50 years ago. All three issues were to appear in the headlines for the years and decades to come.
Selector. Coach. Friend. Many words can be used to describe Seoirse Bulfin’s relationship with Davy Fitzgerald since they first met in 2003. And after helping steer Wexford to tomorrow’s All-Ireland semi-final, he hopes there is another chapter to write
The Waterford camogie squad feel that five days’ notice for Sunday’s rescheduled All Ireland championship clash with Cork is disrespectful to players and have sought a meeting with the association to ensure that this situation doesn't happen again.
Yesterday morning when awakening to the realisation that our summer drought had been temporarily disrupted, those of us with a more positive disposition heading to Croke Park would have been mindful that a previous Galway-Kerry All-Ireland quarter-final played at headquarters had also been accompanied by considerable precipitation.
It is hard to convey to the uninitiated the enormity of loss experienced by Killarney, Irish basketball and even as loud and wide a city as his adopted home of Las Vegas with the passing of the life-force that was Paudie O’Connor.
I can remember a time, in the not-too-distant past, when the Dublin football team were a curiosity. They had turned into something of a novelty act, whose supporters would fill Croke Park a few times each year, but more for the craic than out of any serious expectations of winning.
At this time of year when you’d nearly get the impression that every county player would rather he was anything else, it’s worth bearing in mind that there have been some players that we haven’t heard complain about their plight.