One magical evening with the moondancer

AS night settled on that famous hurling ground which saw many a hero dance, glide, swing, slide and groove, anticipation grew in the hot summer air.

The multitudes had come in their thousands for a gathering worthy of a messiah, for a great maker of music, dancer of dance, swinger of swing.

A look around the stadium revealed a spectrum of age on that balmy night: children, parents, grandchildren and grandparents, even the family dog in one instance.