Mayo should dare to be different. But don’t drop the keeper this time

I made a mistake in 2011, one that has haunted me each September since. A South African buddy was keen to watch his first All-Ireland and so myself and my brother gladly obliged and convened at a speakeasy in Lower Salthill.
We happened upon an actual Dub. At the game’s beginning, we impartially broke things down for our Joburg friend: the history of Kerry-Dublin, the rules of the game, what makes a good pint.