If we treat sport like a play-thing, so will they
Nothing like a good bitch and moan to get things off our chest and, though it is a part of the national psyche that we could more often than not do without, it is one that is rarely more understandable than in the month of September when the hunt for All-Ireland final tickets descends into rancour and ultimate regret.
The complaint is a familiar one: the guy who hasn’t frequented Croke Park or the home county ground all week getting a freebie in the Premier Level or yer wan home from wherever whose dad plucked a golden pass out of his back pocket as soon as she touched down.
