"A friend we will never forget": Ronan O'Gara's tribute to Anthony Foley
Is it really Friday? Of late, time passes in stages of nightmare, not hours or days.
There are moments and scenes I know. Airports. Prayers. Arrangements. Transport. But they all fuse into an emotional daze. We are all nowhere near a stage of mourning yet, because I am not accepting it, not able to accept that Axel is gone. Watching him being taken from the team hotel last Sunday evening in Paris was being hit by a freight train. But we seek the insulation of denial then to get us through. This evening (Thursday) we gather in Killaloe. On Saturday, we gather in Thomond Park. It’s important to be there. I hope the entire 2006 Munster squad will be there. There’s strength in numbers. These so-called bullet-proof rugby players are feeling unbelievably vulnerable at the minute.
