It was probably in fourth class that things got serious. Games had been attended for a few years prior to that but it was then that the opportunity to actually become involved arose. Well, it was cultivated. John Moriarity obviously twigged that I’d a fair good understanding of – or at least interest in – football matters. Thus, he gave me a little say in the selection of the school team.
There’s something special about the FA Cup. A lair of insulating reassurance in a soccer world where reasons to become disillusioned are numerous. It’s often been mentioned before but worth another gallop now – even in terms of coverage (or maybe especially due to same) football has moved to another world in the last three decades.
Life is an ongoing collection of fine margins. A few inches in a different direction at any time can alter circumstance beyond recognition. For the purpose of what’s about to roll out here, consider Munster’s eventual scaling of the European rugby mountain top.