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Written by NoLongerachisler
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Da!
Ye righ Da comon will ya...
Its the morning of 17 September the year of our lord Pat O'Neil 1995.
65,981 fans await the arrival of 2 more stragglers into what would turn out to be the dubs last, but Jayos first hurrah.
But more of that later...
In a humble dwelling just outside the hustle and bustle of Dublin City, a young man and an even younger lad are being fed to the gills by streaky bacon, a mountain a scramble and gallons a tae.
The Mother figure - "jaysus will ya look after him?", "think of the crowds", "what time will ye be back at?, at least there was answers to the first two queries, but to the third one, "when will ye (and by ye, she meant me of course, stuff the father as long as precious was brought back relatively alive all is good) be back? |
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Always the Bridesmaid... |
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Written by Maynard
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Tuesday, 03 February 2009 22:48 |
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Dublin's most recent loss to Tyrone came on a night of much reflection for the GAA. For many, January 31st 2009 was an opportunity to look back on how far Ireland's most unique sporting organistaion had come. From an age where Irish culture was under severe threat of assimilation to the point of disappearance – through it's many peaks, troughs and sub-renaissances - to the modern day, where Gaelic games can command an attendance and deliver a spectacle capable of outshining the Superbowl. Despite the understood truths discussed above, the comparatively lustrous cheeks of the GAA as a whole will have been scant consolation to the Dublin panelists. Or many of the fans for that matter. The game, on this night of self-enjoyment, oscillated wildly. From the point where the Dubs looked as if they would suffer as grim a tanning as they had had in August, to the point where it seemed as if Dublin would finally put a top side to the sword in a high-profile duel.
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Last Updated on Sunday, 08 February 2009 00:09 |
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