Thank God for Munster and Michael O’Leary

I USED to be an inch over six feet,but that was before I startedplaying rugby for Charleville — now I’m an inch under.

In May 1980 I was working on a major road project in Benghazi, Libya, but packed it in to come back to Ireland for one purpose, to win an intermediate hurling county with Ballyhea, which was duly achieved.

A byproduct of my time in the Middle East, however, was that in the absence of the one true sport, a few of us hurlers took up rugby, and immediately found a second sporting home.