The Hawthorn and The Swift: You Have to Smile
It’s a summer Sunday morning and you’re on the road [...]
All The Old Feelings
I’m sitting in a Costa in Douglas on Sunday morning [...]
Hurt – extract from a sports essay
I’m writing a series of sports essays at the moment, [...]
Remembering an Old Team Mate and Friend
It’s been a great few weeks for UCC and for [...]
The Dingle Diaries. 5: Siúlóid an tSáis
There was a moment on the walk when I turned [...]
The Dingle Diaries. 4: Rain
We rose early, in the dark. I was bringing Padraig [...]
The Dingle Diaries. 3: Pogba Abú, Herrera Abú
Feeling good after our walk, we strolled into town and [...]
The Dingle Diaries. 2: The Magharees
Monday is walking day. Originally we’d hoped to be walking [...]
The Dingle Diaries. 1: Arrival, Feeling Raw
I’m in Dingle. I nDaingean Uí Chúis. It’s no hardship [...]
Profane Time and Sacred Time in Sport
It’s February 3rd 2019. I’m at the Cork Wexford National [...]