Tony Kelly was like Messi on his best days – untouchable
n Saturday, a group of us were in Dingle for the annual Clare hurlers golf outing, rekindling old stories and stoking old memories.
At one stage, I took a photograph of the group and sent it on to our old team-mate, Fergal Hegarty. “From all of us to our great friend,” I texted. “Best of luck tomorrow.” Hego instantly texted back: “Old friends are best.”




