Gráinne Daly

Reflections of a Redhead

What were you doing at 7p.m on Saturday 17thNovember? Ask any Irish person and they’ll tell you that they were watching Ireland beat the All Blacks. But maybe don’t ask them too loud, especially not first thing the next morning. Sessioning spilled over into the small wee hours, everyone toasting Joe Schmidt from the highways …

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The main doors were thrown open and there she stood. Dressed in white from head to toe, except for a blue belt around her waist. Her father stood beside her. She looked at him and nodded. He nodded back before they walked forward, in step together. Many heads turned when they entered. A chap standing …

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Think helium balloons and amphetamines and maybe some drink. In fact, definitely a few drinks. Think roaring and panting and breathlessly talking into a mic. Think a man who is always in line for a good dose of laryngitis. He has voice with more animation than a child’s on Christmas morning. It’s hyper and hearty …

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A scrum of men with outstretched mikes and smartphones huddled close to the screen to catch the fighters as they emerged for their post fight interviews. The chap they’d sent from Joe.ie was significantly shorter than the rest of the pack, and so jostled his way to the front. His fringe hadn’t been cut since …

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Although the GAA championship starts in May, it really doesn’t heat up until the tail end of June. For provinces outside Leinster, you’ll have some sugar and spice on your way to the provincial finals, particularly in Ulster, where even the first round games can throw up some shocks. In Leinster, however, the trend of …

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Fighters fight and actors act and marketeers market as onlookers look on and watch the spectacle, and see and say and tweet and talk and marvel at the show, in which the marketeers are acting as fighters fuelled by coins and lines and feral coordinates of a Crumlin compass pointed to pomp, punch, pose and …

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