Leinster’s courage and skill sadly lacking in our pathetic politicians

How can a country with a GDP output of €150bn a year continually borrow €30bn annually to run Government services? Is it not completely inevitable that the IMF and world bankers will have to take charge of the situation? Bring it on

THE past week has crystallised the best and worst of Irish life. The Good: I don’t like gloating or gloaters, but I have to indulge myself. For the past four years, since professional rugby has become established, Munster supporters have lorded it over Leinster. The pedigree of Munster rugby is beyond dispute: two Heineken cups and outstanding displays against the All Blacks. In sharp contrast, Leinster’s masculinity, the fibre of their heart, backbone and even testicles have been ridiculed. Leinster have been depicted as poncey lady boys – more interested in the mirror than the match.

On Hill 16 last Saturday evening, with my 14-year-old son, I witnessed a most exciting and pulsating sporting event. The record crowd of more than 82,000 provided an electric atmosphere of eager anticipation. Bookmaker profits and my Wexford heritage added to my euphoria with Leinster’s win. While Leinster still have an uphill task to defeat Leicester in the final, the fact is their courage, tenacity, speed and skill won them this match in a spectacular way.