In what might become an occasional series, PAUL HEALY laments the absent conversations of…the last twelve months. This is what we’ve been missing!
The scene: a pub
Well, were you at the game? I had to leave at half-time….
I was…don’t talk to me…
Bad?
Oh the worst ever!
What’s wrong with them at all? I thought we’d be in good shape this year…
If you thought the first half was bad, you were spared the worst of it. Playing the ball sideways, and backways…I never saw the beat of it!
Really?
Yeah, and mind you, the other crowd were no better! One team as bad as the other…
I thought we’d have a good crack at the intermediate this year…
Not if we keep playing like that!
It was 0-2 to 1-1 at half-time…I just had to go, I was umpire at another game…
I’m telling you, you missed nothing!
Missed nothing! Can’t say the same for our forwards…
I will say one thing though, the ref gave us nothing…
Ah sure that fella, he’s always the same. He has an awful set on us…
He let one of their fellas take eight steps for that goal, a three-year-old would have disallowed it!
So I missed nothing in the second half?
Oh stop, you and me would have done better ourselves, and we’re retired 20 years!
Did we not bring on any subs?
Stop, will ye! Don’t start me on the management! I never saw the beat of it!
Did we lose by much?
Ah no, we squeezed home by a point. Still, nothing to write home about…but sure I suppose we move on…
Oh right! We won?
Now, if you could call it a win! Harmless stuff…
Still, a win is a win.
Ah yeah…
Sure it’s nice to be positive, sure you have to be positive…
Agreed! That’s one thing about the Irish! We’re always positive. What are you having to drink?
* Repeat all winter and summer, with occasional minor changes
