Farewell James, but your Mayo marvels will finish the job

I could have bluffed it this week. This column could have been on the All-Ireland hurling final, or Donegal’s tactical masterclass last Sunday, or at a stretch, Man United’s scattergun buying policy or Caroline W’s big W over Sharapova and how she too has marched on after that break-up.
But I can’t fake it. The last few days it’s been hard to register events from Flushing Meadows or Old Trafford or even the more familiar turf of Croke Park when my mind is still in Limerick and the heart still in Mayo.