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Break On Thru
By the SkoolMasta The Cavs didn’t do quite enough to defend their 104 in last night’s annual bank holiday weekender… READ MORE
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Where’s Brennan?
By Ronan Swift I was only passing through. Freewheelin’ by, like a MastaBlasta. Observatory Lane has a gravitational pull, so… READ MORE
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A Couple Of Squeakers
There was a familiar squeaking sound on the air in South County Dublin not once but twice this past couple… READ MORE
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Kilkenny’s Finest
By Cyril Meehan Our annual pilgrimage to the sylvan setting of Mount Juliet CC is always worth a blog, if… READ MORE
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Not Far From The Tree
By The Skoolmasta Last year’s trophy Mug fell so near to the tree that in yesterday’s presentation ceremony of the… READ MORE
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Theatrically speaking
“…and from here and from there through the quiet air the sound of the cricket bats: pick, pack, pock, puck: like drops of water in a fountain falling softly in the brimming bowl.”
– James Joyce, from A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
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