It’s time to shut sledgers up for good

I see verbal intimidation is now coming under the microscope of GAA discipline. Maybe under the dictaphone would be a better term, though. Or the boom microphone.

This brings me back to my own distant and undistinguished playing days, and a hot evening spent in the old field in Clonakilty in the company of a former inter-county player.

I was wearing the number two jersey — insert your own puns, by all means — and was warned by our full-back going out that this gentleman liked to talk, and advised to act accordingly — ear plugs may have been mentioned, or even a box in the mouth — but nothing prepared me for the reality.