Eamonn Sweeney: 'Cork hurlers should not be mistaken with the Cork County Board or the football team'
There is nothing more dangerous than a cornered Rebel. The grave was dug, the obituaries written, the flowers ordered. It turns out rumours of...
There is nothing more dangerous than a cornered Rebel. The grave was dug, the obituaries written, the flowers ordered. It turns out rumours of...
Michael O'Leary has lost. That's not something that happens very often.
If Tipperary keep playing like this, they'll win the All-Ireland. There's a long way to go, but at Páirc Uí Chaoimh the Premier County hit heights only...
Those describing the world snooker final as the greatest of all time may have been gilding the...
Were there ever two better nights of football? Or two better nights of sport? Or even two better...
Bob Dylan wrote many wise words, but perhaps none wiser than those in The Times They Are A Changin’, “Don’t speak too soon for the wheel’s still in spin/And there’s no tellin’ who that it’s namin’/For the loser now will be later to win.’
The current dysfunctional state of Irish football was perfectly encapsulated by an incident at Turners Cross on Friday night. As fans of Cork City unfurled a banner reading "Delaney Out", they were confronted by stewards who apparently requested the assistance of gardaí to eject a man from the ground.
Tiger Roll's Grand National triumph seemed like the ideal Irish sporting victory. The central combination of four larger-than-life characters resulted in a perfect storm which lent the moment a kind of supreme emotional rightness.
There's something almost eerie about the way the inter-county GAA season has suddenly disappeared. One minute we're enjoying the emotional high of Mayo's Allianz League final win and admiring the excellence of Limerick in its hurling counterpart. The next, everything goes into cold storage.
There is no choice to be made between Seamus Coleman and Matt Doherty. Ireland need both in the team. Given the lack of quality players available, Mick McCarthy must find a way to accommodate our two best Premier League performers.
Dublin are just not the same team this year. Saturday’s defeat by Tyrone in Croke Park was the kind of loss they simply haven’t suffered before under Jim Gavin. Something is not quite right...
Was this the greatest ever Cheltenham? It's hard to think of a better one because this was the Festival with everything. Over four days one stirring story followed another until a special victory crowned...
Pathetic. Pitiful. Practically pointless. This was one of the worst performances by an Irish team since the return to international respectability in the early noughties. It is difficult to imagine how...
This year saw a more democratic Cheltenham Festival than has been the norm in recent years.
They're Ireland's version of Beauty and the Beast. One is a rugby artist defined by his sublime subtlety and creativity. The other is a warrior who relishes and thrives on the most demanding of physical...
'A bit like Tiger Woods at Augusta, he got to master Cheltenham early on and from early on he was good on the big occasion.' (Ted Walsh)
Manchester United are like a man who buys a new house only to find out a few weeks later that there's a toxic waste dump across the street. "Jim," say the friends who'd been so happy for him before his terrible discovery. "How could you have missed that?"
Philly McMahon has become one of the most inspirational figures in Irish sport. I've lost count of the number of times some Dubbosceptic rural GAA fan has professed their surprise at how impressed they've been by him.
Punchestown will be different this year. In 2017 and 2018 it was the stage for the dramatic denouement of one of Ireland's great sporting showdowns, with Willie Mullins overhauling Gordon Elliott in the race for the trainers' title.
RIP, the Leinster-Munster rivalry. It was fun while it lasted but it's over. These days it's no more a real rivalry than the ones between Kerry and Cork in Gaelic football or Celtic and Rangers in Scotland. Mere geographical proximity isn't enough when the massive gulf in class apparent at the weekend separates the teams.
In a tumultuous weekend of Champions Cup rugby action the performance of Keith Earls stood out. Earls, along with James Ryan, may have been the only Irish player to enhance his reputation during the Six Nations campaign, his three tries equalling a personal record. Those tries neatly showcased three of the wing's most noteworthy qualities.
Springtime sport is seldom so satisfying as it was in the early hours of last Sunday evening when Mayo won the National League and a late goal kept Liverpool's title hopes alive. Viewed logically perhaps these victories shouldn't have seemed quite so special. Ahead of Mayo lies a whole championship summer by the end of which the identity of the league champions is usually all but forgotten. The...
This was not your ordinary league title. Devotees of the obvious are free to point out that All-Irelands are not awarded at this time of the year. Yet this was one of those rare league finals with huge championship implications. Hence the unusual tension and intensity of a final quarter where both teams learned important things about their current standing.
John Delaney must immediately leave the FAI altogether. But that won't be enough. The FAI board should resign en masse to prevent Irish football from falling further into public disrepute. They're not part of the solution, they're part of the problem.
Rory McIlroy's victory in the Players Championship couldn't have been more heartening. It's not just that it ended a frustrating 364-day winless run. The quality of the tournament made this McIlroy's biggest triumph since winning the PGA title five years ago.
No-one deserves a Cheltenham winner more than Kayley Woollacott. Thirteen months ago her husband Richard committed suicide at his training yard in Devon. He was 40 years old and left behind a 31-year-old widow and a two-and-a-half-year-old daughter Bella.
I suppose it's a bit odd that one of the great Irish sporting venues is in England. Yet Cheltenham is a name with the same kind of mythic resonance for fans here as Croke Park and Lansdowne Road. The Cotswolds get more mentions in our sports pages than any range of Irish hills.
Midfield mediocrity is killing Liverpool's title dream. Unless Jurgen Klopp can find a quick solution the wait for Premier League honours will enter a fourth decade.
Another Sunday, another defining moment for Liverpool. Seven days ago their meeting with Manchester United was previewed in apocalyptic fashion. Among other things it was supposed to be the most important match between the two clubs since the 1977 FA Cup final. Seriously?
Mamma mia. Something has gone badly wrong with the Irish rugby team. Moral victories were once the bane of our national sides, but the moral defeat against Italy was almost as dispiriting.
The battle for League of Ireland supremacy between Dundalk and Cork City has been one of the great Irish sporting rivalries of our times. But after five seasons where Dundalk finished first four times and second once and Cork first once and second four times, there's a danger of monotony setting in.
The disastrous decline of Offaly hurling is a sporting tragedy, not just for the county but for the game as a whole. Last Saturday night the downward spiral of the past few years reached an apparent nadir when Laois beat them 3-17 to 2-16 in the league. The score flattered the losers, whose second goal arrived in the final seconds.
The hurling snobs are right. There really is a better team than the Limerick one which won last year's All-Ireland. It's the Limerick side playing in this year's league. Their trouncing of Kilkenny in Nowlan Park was as complete a performance as you'll see at this time of year.
Ireland's faltering start to the Six Nations has seen the revival of that old chestnut about nothing mattering this year but the World Cup. This did the rounds regularly in the past when things weren't going to plan and back in the dog days of the Declan Kidney reign was pressed into service a full two years before the tournament.
Corofin and Crokes make Gaelic football look like the most beautiful game of all. For years the Galway and Kerry kingpins have exploited to the very limit football's potential for creativity, self-expression, adventure and joy.
The story of Declan Rice is a very simple one. It's the tale of a young Englishman who, believing he wasn't good enough to be capped for his own country, threw in his lot with Ireland at underage level. On discovering that he was much better than he'd initially thought, he switched allegiance to his native land.
The slightly hysterical reaction to Saturday night's Kerry-Dublin clash shows how much trouble Gaelic football is in at the moment. Insisting that one good league match in February proves the game isn't in such a bad way after all merely illustrates how desperate pundits and fans are for good news.
I have seen the future of the Ireland outhalf position and his name is Joey Carbery. The question is whether the future may already have arrived.
In John Cooney's great biography of John Charles McQuaid he reveals how the one-time Archbishop of Dublin became obsessed with the notion that the private parts of women could be detected in underwear ads published by The Irish Press. So outraged was McQuaid that he regularly used a magnifying glass to take a closer look and make sure he was right.
The Super 8 is a flop. I knew that and you knew that and now the GAA hierarchy can no longer deny it. This column pointed out the pointlessness of the new football championship system from the moment it was mooted. No outstanding capacity for insight was required. There was obviously not a sufficient number of top-class teams to justify the format, its round robin nature would dissipate...
Optimists will claim that Saturday's loss to England was a blip, just one of those things or, better again, a timely wake-up call before the World Cup. Pessimists, or realists, may feel the manner of defeat shows the 2019 tournament has come along a year too late for Ireland.
At a time when Pádraig Harrington has become the non-playing captain of the European Ryder Cup team, Conor McGregor is in danger of becoming the non-fighting fighter.
It's showdown time tonight in Atlanta. Between experience and youth, achievement and promise, the old master and the young prodigy. We've seen this one before. It's Fast Eddie Felson going up against Minnesota Fats in The Hustler, the Cincinnati Kid trying to prove himself against Lancey Howard, hungry upstarts pursuing Gregory Peck as Jimmy Ringo in The Gunfighter and John Wayne as JT Books in The Shootist. There's a compelling quality about these oedipal battles which makes them a recurring theme in American culture.
Don't present the Sam Maguire just yet. The 2019 football championship might not be a foregone conclusion after all. Dublin remain hot favourites for five in a row, but their defeat by Monaghan will nag at Jim Gavin and encourage their rivals. That might not mean much, but it does mean something.
David Beckham's decision to buy 10 per cent of Salford City is significant because it means the former Manchester United players involved with the club are now, taken together, majority shareholders. Beckham joins his old team-mates, Paul Scholes, Ryan Giggs, Nicky Butt, Gary Neville and Phil Neville at City.
The meaninglessness of the national leagues is proverbial. With all the talk about how you win nothing in March, all the players sitting out a few games and all the defeats excused because the losers were either 'bedding in a new defensive system' or 'doing a lot of stamina work at the time', a casual observer would be excused for thinking that no Irish sporting competition matters less.
When Philip Browne was appointed chief executive of the IRFU in 1998, it was a bit like making someone captain of the Titanic after it had hit the iceberg.
Only one team can stop Leinster winning successive Champions Cups, and it's not Munster.
Patrick Mahomes is a very special player. In just his second year in the NFL, the Kansas City Chiefs star is the third quarterback in league history to throw 50 touchdowns in a season and just the second, Peyton Manning being the other, to throw for more than 5,000 yards while doing so.
Ole Gunnar Solskjaer always had a great eye for an opportunity. When Jose Mourinho was axed by Manchester United no-one mentioned the Norwegian as a possible successor. Yet after less than a month as caretaker boss, and six wins from six games, Solskjaer is in pole position to become manager.
The Wayne Rooney story is beginning to assume a somewhat melancholy tinge. His recent arrest for being drunk at Dulles Airport in Washington follows the ban for driving with three times the permitted level of alcohol about a year and a half ago and other booze-related scrapes.
Niall Quinn is chancing his arm. Nothing illustrates the parlous state of soccer in this country better than the idea that his top-of-the-head, back-of-an-envelope proposals are worthy of serious consideration.
Cometh the hour cometh Amond. Who needs Roy of the Rovers when you have Padraig of the County? 'The Magic of the FA Cup' has become a phrase, like 'Fox News - Fair And Balanced' or 'Holy Catholic Ireland', usually uttered in a spirit of mockery.
It might seem ungrateful to submit another wish list just a few weeks after sending my letter to Santa. But, as Martha and the Muffins once confessed, 'I can't help it, I'm a romantic fool.' This could be the greatest year in Irish sporting history and a nifty one internationally. All that's required is for these 10 wishes to come true.
The battle between Pep Guardiola and Jose Mourinho is over. The battle between Guardiola and Jurgen Klopp is about to begin in earnest.
A is for all-conquering Leinster who swept aside all opposition in the Champions Cup. The abiding memories of the campaign may be of sparkling attacking rugby but victory was founded on a mean defence which conceded just over 15 points a game. The quarter-final win over Saracens was perhaps Leinster's most significant, the semi-final destruction of Scarlets saw them at their most spectacular and in the final against Racing they proved they could grind out results when things weren't going for them. No-one was better than James Ryan, who this time last year wasn't even starting for Leinster.
Why would Mauricio Pochettino want to manage Manchester United? Look what he's built at Spurs. When Arsenal outclassed Spurs three weeks ago excitable Gunners fans suggested the balance of power in North London might be swinging back in their direction. Tottenham's response could hardly have been better.
The Special One is dead. He's been ailing for a long time, but this day last week Liverpool finally put him out of his misery. Jose Mourinho is just another manager now, a Clark Kent whose superhero alter ego has hung up his cape.
The World Darts Championship has been a bit different so far this year. It's been different in a good way because there's significant Irish interest, largely thanks to Willie O'Connor, the 32-year-old Limerick man who became the first player from this country to win two games at a world finals when he beat England's James Wilson 3-2 on Wednesday.
As the winter solstice marks the moment when we make the turn towards longer days, the post-Christmas race meetings are the time when the quest for Cheltenham glory begins in earnest. Early season skirmishing is forgotten as every race seems to have a bearing on the greatest meeting of them all.
Watching Manchester United is like watching Brexit. Every time you think things can't deteriorate any further they take another turn for the worse.
A few years ago the GAA decided, against considerable grassroots opposition, to abolish competitive games at the under 12 grade. They're less timid souls in the FAI where they've announced that a national under 13 league will get under way next March.
Raheem Sterling is right about the media being partly responsible for the racist abuse he received at Stamford Bridge. But he's only partly right. The English media behaves horribly towards almost all footballers, not just the black ones. Focusing solely on the racial aspects of this behaviour lets the perpetrators off the hook to a certain extent.
It's the greatest club story ever told. That the champions of Longford, population 40,810, could beat the champions of Dublin, population 1.35 million, is unlikely enough. But that these Longford champions would represent the smallest club in the GAA's second-smallest county brings the tale into the realm of fantasy. Or maybe even science fiction.
The 1970s were desperate, weren't they? Bananas being thrown at footballers, comedians making sexist remarks at awards ceremonies, football managers aiming jibes at gay people. Thank God we've got away from all that stuff.
Arsenal's performance against Spurs in the North London Derby was one of the most passionate in Premier League history. There was a possessed quality to the performance of Unai Emery's team which eventually proved irresistible in the finest game of the season so far.
Joe Schmidt changed everything for Irish rugby. The team he inherited five years ago had won three of its previous ten Six Nations games and dropped to a lowest ever ninth in the world rankings. The season finished with three Six Nations defeats on the trot, our worst run ever, including a 22-15 loss to an Italian team who finished above Ireland in the table.
Ten years ago then Minister for Finance Brian Lenihan decided the State should guarantee all the customer deposits and borrowings of Irish banks. His decision was widely praised.
Here's a Tale of Two Harringtons. First, Kellie from Dublin. Following in the footsteps of Katie Taylor isn't easy but no-one has done more than the St Mary's BC fighter to show there's still life in Irish women's amateur boxing.
The Nations League was the competition no-one asked for and no-one was looking forward to. But it turned out to be exactly the competition we needed. The ramifications of the convoluted qualifying process might not be entirely clear, but who cared when England and Croatia were going at it hammer and tongs in the last ten minutes at Wembley, when Virgil van Dijk met Tonny Vilhena's cross on the volley in injury-time against Germany, and when Kosovo made history?
On August 2, 2016 Stephen Kenny masterminded Dundalk's famous 3-0 Europa League victory against BATE Borisov, a club who the previous season had defeated Roma and in the couple of seasons before that had beaten Athletic Bilbao and Bayern Munich. Seven days later Mick McCarthy steered Ipswich Town to defeat by League Two's Stevenage in the League Cup.
Irish rugby is on top of the world this morning. Whatever the rankings say, Ireland have been the best team on the planet this year.
Here are five things I learned on Wednesday night. Joe Brolly is taller than you'd think. Eamon Dunphy really hates the word 'lachrymose'. Neil Francis has a low opinion of my abilities as an NFL tipster. I'm aging a lot faster than some of the Dorian Grays of Irish journalism. And there has been an awful lot of great writing in the sports pages of the Sunday Independent over the last 30 years.
One of the great days. One of the very greatest. All week we waited with a sense of foreboding. The All Blacks were coming to put Ireland back in their box. They wanted to put down a marker for the World Cup. They wanted to remind us who's boss.
Manchester United's performance against Manchester City was a 90-minute admission of inferiority. Rumours of a Red Devils revival turn out to have been greatly exaggerated.
There have been some pretty fantastic sporting moments over the past week or so. Alexandre Lacazette's gorgeous finish against Liverpool, the terrific Breeders Cup victories of Enable and Accelerate, Jordan Larmour's terpsichorean tour de force try in Chicago, Red Star pulling off the biggest upset of the Champions League so far, Manchester United conjuring up memories of 1999.
Now for the main course. The match in Chicago was a refreshing amuse-bouche but this win over Argentina was more in the nature of an undistinguished hors d'oeuvre. A bit difficult to digest at first, but it slipped down OK in the end.
James McClean was wrong to describe those who attacked him for not wearing the poppy as "cavemen". The caveman was a pretty impressive character who in between eluding the attacks of sabre-toothed tigers and discovering fire, found time to create magnificent paintings at Lascaux and Altamira. He shouldn't be compared to the parade of cranks, assholes and nitwits who surface...
Stephen Kenny should be the next Ireland manager. Dundalk's FAI cup final win over Cork City makes it four league titles, two cups and two doubles in five seasons for the Lilywhites. There are no more peaks for Kenny to scale in the domestic game. It's time for the FAI to be brave and offer him the biggest job in Irish football.
In 1951, Eamon de Valera gave a speech in which he claimed 50 Irish workers were living in one house in Birmingham, 15 to a room, and men and women on shift work slept in the same bed by turns. The Irish Digest newspaper ran reports headlined, 'Irish girls found living with coloured men and Poles' and 'Irish boys living in illicit association with their landladies and divorced women'.
Any boxing promoter keen to hype up a so-so bout would be delighted if the combatants possessed the dislike Dundalk and Cork City feel for each other. Today's FAI Cup final is a real grudge match between two sides whose rivalry has taken on a keen personal edge.
This feels like the start of something big. Just six months ago Henry Shefflin had his first competitive game as a senior manager. Ballyhale Shamrocks won that match and yesterday won another, the Kilkenny senior hurling final. Henry's got a winning habit.
It's great news that Notre Dame will be playing a college football game against Navy in Dublin in August 2020. The last time the two sides met in the Aviva, in 2012, they brought 35,000 fans over. You could hardly turn a corner in the city without bumping into a Yank.
The best thing about the European Champions Cup is that you can never take your eye off it. While you can be pretty sure that all the fancied teams will make it into the knock-out stages of the Champions League, there are no such guarantees in its rugby equivalent. Teams have to be up to speed from the start.
Correction: It has been drawn to our attention that over the past week Irish Sporting Media Inc has used such phrases as "Unbeatable," "As good as the best New Zealand sides," "Unlikely to face a serious challenge before a probable final against Saracens," and, "Most exciting team in competition history," in connection with the Leinster rugby team.
Imagine being Freddie Burns this morning last week. You open your eyes, the room comes into focus, your brain clicks into gear and then suddenly, 'Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, what have I done? I'm never going to live this down, never.' To paraphrase Kris Kristofferson, he'd have woke up Sunday morning with no way to hold his pride that didn't hurt.
Tomorrow night is Martin O'Neill's moment of truth as Republic of Ireland manager. If his team beat Wales his critics should back off a bit. Victory will prove he retains the ability to coax a big performance from his players.
Like all draws, this one posed the old glass-half-empty versus half-glass-full conundrum. But being happy with the result requires not so much optimism as low expectations.
Perhaps if Matt Doherty was English-born he might have had more caps for Ireland. A couple of seasons ago Martin O'Neill would have given the Wolves right-back the competitive appearance necessary to tie him to this country forever.
Did you see McGregor, did you? No, let's not do that. What about those brawls at the GAA matches in the North? No, we won't do that either. Let's talk about something else. Let's talk about Mikey Drennan, the gifted young soccer player from Kilkenny who came back from England and was going great guns with Shamrock Rovers till derailed by depression.
One of the unloveliest figures in Irish life is the guy who likes to goad and torment others, but is outraged if they retaliate. We've all heard his plaintive cry "What did I do? I done nothing. What's up with him? I was only having the craic like."
The best-attended sporting fixture of the year took place last weekend. The 100,022 at the Melbourne Cricket Ground for the Grand Final of the Australian Rules season saw it dwarf the crowds at the World Cup final, Super Bowl and Champions League final. In fact, nothing's come within 10,000 of it.
Fair play to the GAA's Playing Rules Committee. Drastic action was needed to make Gaelic football a better game and the proposals they've delivered fit the bill.
In Sophocles' play Oedipus Rex the city of Thebes is beset by omens of disaster. "A rust consumes the buds and fruits of the earth; the herds are sick; children die unborn, and labour is vain. The god of plague and pyre raids like detestable lightning through the city, and all the house of Kadmos is laid waste, and all emptied, and all darkened."
The Ryder Cup is Fake Sport. A third flop renewal in a row lays bare the event's essential unreality. It is becoming a cod and a con job where a molehill of meaning is dwarfed by a mountain of hype.
Dundalk are on the verge of the greatest league campaign in Irish soccer history. Their 3-2 win over Derry City at Oriel Park on Tuesday means the Lilywhites have effectively secured a fourth League of Ireland title in five seasons.
Kerry footballers and Tipperary hurlers are the two most intriguing teams in Gaelic games. They're coming down with talent, play wonderfully attractive stuff and are potential All-Ireland champions. Yet in the last couple of years neither team got the best out of itself. Both are surrounded by an aura of under-performance. That's why the choice of managers to replace Eamonn Fitzmaurice...
Tiger Woods and Rory McIlroy was the final-round pairing everyone dreamed of and no-one thought they'd see. But, in what was meant to be a duel, the young pretender never landed a blow.
The difference between the performances of Andy Robertson (cost, £8m) and Trent Alexander-Arnold (cost, nothing) and those of Neymar (€222m) and Kylian Mbappé (cost, €135m) epitomised the difference between Liverpool and Paris Saint-Germain on Tuesday night.
There's never been a year like it for variety of sporting success. Last week it was the turn of rowers Dominant Puspure and the O'Donovan brothers, Dominant and Dominant junior, along with the three-day eventing team of Dominant McCarthy, Dominant Ennis, Dominant Watson and Dominant Daniels.
Just when we thought our chance had passed, they went and saved the best till last. On the final day of the inter-county football season Cork and Dublin provided the thriller Croke Park has been crying out for. The women gave us what the men couldn't.
So how was your week at work? Did you tell anyone they were a fucking c**t and had been all their life? Did someone follow you down a corridor, shouting that you were a fucking prick? Thought not. You wouldn't talk to someone like that. And you wouldn't tolerate anyone speaking to you that way. That's why there's no defending Roy Keane's behaviour towards Harry Arter.
One of the most jaw-droppingly exhilarating moments of the last sporting year did not involve a shot, a save or a solo run. It didn't even happen on the field. It was the announcement of the attendance at the ladies football final.
All the single-point victory ladies put their hands up. Cork's minimum margin win over Kilkenny makes them the first team in camogie history to capture successive All-Ireland finals by one point.
The current football championship situation is a bit like Alien. At the start of the movie the creature which hops out of John Hurt's stomach is scary, but he's small enough for the crew to fancy their chances against him. Before long, however, the titular beast has increased massively in size to become absolutely terrifying and apparently invincible. This is a different class of monster altogether. So it goes with Dublin.
The third Welsh goal on Thursday night summed things up nicely. Jon Walters received the ball just inside the Welsh half, controlled it poorly, dawdled and was swept aside by Ethan Ampadu. The teenager strode forward imperiously before finding Aaron Ramsey, who drilled a low shot past Darren Randolph.
The All-Ireland camogie final has been overshadowed by its football counterpart in recent years. The emergence of a charismatic Cork team, their thrilling rivalry with Dublin and the soaring attendances, last year's massive 46,286 in particular, have seen ladies' football enjoy a much higher profile than camogie.
The worst football championship of all time ended with the final that barely was. This decider lasted just 27 minutes as a competitive fixture. For almost two-thirds of it the spectators were in the same position as someone watching The Sunday Game when they already know the result.
It seems fitting that the All-Ireland football final is taking place at the end of a week when children return to school. Because there's a back to school feeling about today's game. After the summer holiday of the hurling championship it's nose to the football grindstone time again.
Why does the Englishman Declan Rice want to play for England? It's a mystery, isn't it? If only we had some hint as to why the Londoner is contemplating the drastic step of playing international football for his home country.
Tonight's match between Manchester United and Tottenham Hotspur may be one of the most crucial games of Jose Mourinho's career. A loss might mark the point of no return for the United manager.
They are the oldest and the youngest. The little guy and the giant. The journeyman and the prodigy. They're two very different players. But no-one did more to bring Limerick a fairytale first All-Ireland in 45 years than Graeme Mulcahy and Kyle Hayes.
Limerick hurlers may be the great underachievers of the GAA. Everyone knows a win today would give them a first All-Ireland since 1973. But that previous victory also ended a long fallow spell, one lasting 33 years. Limerick have won just one of the last 77 All-Irelands.
Tyrone have 70 minutes to save the Championship. We're counting on them. Not because we believe in Tyrone, but because there's no choice.