Tearing up the script in search of Liam MacCarthy

My speech went ok but the spontaneity of it probably framed it to be more natural and rare than I ever expected it could be, writes Anthony Daly.

On the Saturday morning before the 1995 All-Ireland final, myself and Ger ‘Sparrow’ O’Loughlin took off down to the Clare Inn for a swim. The place was deserted so the two of us slipped into the Jacuzzi, the warm water soothing our muscles, the bubbles relaxing our minds.

I piped up to ‘Sparrow’: “Jeez, I’ve no few auld words made out if we win tomorrow.”