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There is a football match this evening here in Ireland. I know this because the entire country is supposed to watch it with the implication that if I don’t, I am somehow being unpatriotic. Needless to say I will not … Continue reading →
Category Archives: sport
The Most Boring Show on Earth
Is anyone actually watching that Olympics thing? For the first time since it started, I actually [and accidentally] saw a bit of it last night. I think I was waiting for the weather forecast or something, but they kept switching … Continue reading →
Running rings
So the Olympics are nearly upon us again? Big fucking yawn. I have no interest in sport at the best [or even the worst] of times, but the Olympics leave me completely cold. I just cannot see the point of … Continue reading →
Making sport safe
There is a bit of a kerfuffle in the meeja at the moment about rugby. It seems that the lads on the rugby field are much too rough and run the risk of injuring each other. We can't have that … Continue reading →
Oddball
I gather from the fuss in the meeja today that Ireland won something to do with rugby? Fair play to them, but don't expect me to get enthusiastic about a bunch of blokes running around a field. As a kid, … Continue reading →
How to lose your shirt
I see Stephanie Roche didn't win a prize last night. So who the hell is Stephanie Roche and what prize didn't she win you may well ask? Ms Roche is a footballer, which is fine and dandy if you're into … Continue reading →
Up yours
Every now and then there is some kind of sporting event here in Ireland. I have no problem with that. Provided I don’t have anything to do with it then fine – let them carry on and play their little … Continue reading →
The cup and the kettle
I am quite proud of myself. You see, I should be up the walls right now and threatening to take out an entire university with an AK47 from the top of a bell tower. But I'm not. I used to … Continue reading →
Losing my identity
I have a passport [or two]. It’s tucked away at the back of a drawer just in case someone suddenly invites me to stay with them on the other side of the world. You never know? These things happen? The … Continue reading →
What a racquet
As a kid, I used to quite enjoy watching a game of tennis, and was even known to play a game or two. I used to stay with relations in the UK on the odd summer and they never let … Continue reading →
