GAA still to realise youth its most precious commodity

On several occasions last week, I listened to avid sports fans agonising over how they would watch the so-called ‘Fight of the Century’ between Floyd Mayweather and Manny Pacquiao.

Should they stay up until 4am? Or should they set the alarm? Or maybe they should record it, switch off their phones, and watch it in the morning?

I listened to these deliberations with a detached bemusement. The fascination with the events in Las Vegas was in marked contrast to my own feelings. It never entered my head to watch the fight. And it baffled me why anyone would stay up half the night to watch two old men.