Showing posts with label donegal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label donegal. Show all posts

Monday, September 24, 2012

Mine's a McGuinness

Gerrard and Rafael traded blows earlier in the day but it was Murphy who produced the real moment to remember, a blow of his own, a killer blow to the men from the west, not his first and certainly not his last. After gathering a long ball, yes a long ball, from Lacey and easily shrugging off the challenge of Keane, the only man to mimic Molloy smashed the ball past motionless Clarke. No need for formalities here. Surnames will do. Here's another. McGuinness. 

I was just a teenager when Molloy walked up the steps of the Hogan for the first time. Dublin hadn't been football's top dogs for nearly a decade but hunger is a great sauce and McEniff's men were not to be denied their first moment in the sun. Yesterday, they repeated the trick. The link? McGuinness. 

Monday, September 12, 2011

'I suppose' it WAS 'unbelievable'

We all go through the day talking, never paying much attention to what we're saying or how we're saying it. Thoughts come into our heads and we articulate them as best we can. We hope that people understand us and that we've gotten our point across. I'm sure I overuse words and phrases but I don't know if 'I suppose' is one of them. 'I suppose'. What does it mean? Seemingly it means I guess or I think. The problem is that using it indicates you don't actually know. The phrase is endemic in the GAA. Why don't GAA folk actually know?

They do know. They've just gotten lazy. Players, who appear to be afraid to give too much away, use 'I suppose' all the time. Managers are not averse to throwing in an 'I suppose' here and there. Funnily enough supporters seem to be able to steer clear of it. Supporters don't think before they speak. They just speak. Tell it as it is. It's refreshing.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

We'd have our own Las Vegas....

It's 19 years since Anthony Molloy brought Sam Maguire to where, if Irish folk rock band 'Goats Don't Shave' had their way - casinos, chicken ranches, playboy clubs and all night pubs would be the norm.

Dublin hadn't been Gaelic Football's top dogs since 1983 but hunger is a great sauce and the men from the county known as Tir Chonaill were not to be denied their first All-Ireland crown. Donegal have failed to repeat the trick to date.