When Brian O'Grady shakes your hand you know it. He looks you in the eye, takes a firm grip and doesn't let go until he decides it's the right time. A man you could place your trust in. A man who had your back.
As insignificant birthdays all pass you begin to lose bits and pieces of your memory but if my diminishing memory serves me right the 'shemozzle' could indeed have taken place around the small parallelogram. It was my first year on the minor football circuit, my first year in the blue of Thurles Sarsfields. I was a much better hurler but at that age you'll play anything. I remember it being a fine summer evening, perhaps a Saturday? All my many female fans from both the Presentation and Ursuline Convents were dolled up and in attendance. The stand was packed, the pitch was as far from level as possible and there was a sense of anticipation in the air. A lot of the previous information may not be accurate but I do know who our opponents were.... Kickhams!
