A tale of plebs, points and tomahawks
In fact, he may even have borrowed Éamon de Valera’s heart and spends quality time every day looking into it in his tastefully furnished south Dublin home. Because, he announces airily, “if the plebs had their way it’d be a Dublin-Mayo final”.
For once the panel are stunned into silence. Michael has performed the signal feat of shutting up even Pat Spillane. Plebs? Plebs?
