Consistently inconsistent and predictably unpredictable

“IT worked out today, but I might fall on my arse again the next day,” laughed Larry Murphy one summer’s evening three years ago.

The Cloughbawn man had reason to be in such a jovial mood. There he was, soaking up the smell of victory. Yet, an hour earlier, Wexford’s summer was bottoming out after an opening 20 minutes in Nowlan Park against a rampant Waterford.

John Mullane was having one of his mesmerising spells while Ken McGrath had already pilfered three points. With ten minutes to go to the break, Murphy got the nod from John Conran to shed the tracksuit.