Magnificent, brilliant, glorious
Magnificent, brilliant, glorious – pick any superlative you like, multiply it, and you still won’t reach the dramatic heights that this game touched. Just before throw-in the sky darkened over this treasured temple of hurling, the clouds closed in and dropped low, and those of us who are used to the great outdoors feared the thunder, the lighting, the torrents that surely threatened.
Well, the thunder rolled, the lightning struck, and the heavens did open, but it was all on the field of play.
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