I got the odd fracture, but a lot of dislocations because of catching the ball as a goalkeeper - the ball might wobble as it dropped, land on the very top of your fingertip and jolt the joint out.
The advantages of being able to play members of a minor team that has yet to make its championship debut were evident in the Gaelic Grounds last evening, when Cork easily defeated Limerick before a crowd of 468 in the opening round of the Munster U17 hurling championship.
First there was Sully, the Rock, the one and only Diarmuid O’Sullivan, a powerful and imposing presence protecting club-mate Donal Óg Cusack and the Cork red-zone for over a decade. Now there’s Paudie, another O’Sullivan, youngest brother in the formidable hurling family from Cloyne.
WE’VE all known the blues, those dark doldrumy days when despair is the overriding emotion, all hope suffocated. This past weekend saw an end to the All-Ireland hopes of several teams, hurling and football, teams that had put in Herculean efforts in training since last January individuals – players and management – who had sacrificed so much of their personal time in search of glory.