Preparation for Life
Talking Balls No Comments »We spoke to one goalkeeper from a successful minor side in the eighties. He had saved last minute penalties and dived at the feet of more goalsharks that Jacques Cousteau.
“I went off to England to play soccer. They signed me up and like a fool, off I went, my head full of nonsense. I was homesick and lonely, I missed the club but I stuck it out. I didn’t want to be labelled a failure. I played in the Hiace Pick Up trophy but it was nothin’ like Croke Park in September. I had WAGs chasin’ me, I had the car and the house but them boys were only interested in the money. Out kissing the badge, sure they kissed a different one every year.” He’s back coaching with his local GAA club and boy does he love it.
One fella we tracked down to a welder’s yard up North. He had played no 11 on a sprightly Ulster team that looked set to wipe out all that stood in its path, our guy the man of the moment. It all went through him and he was tipped for great things as a senior.
Not so. “I stepped on a nail two weeks after the All Ireland semi final and had to be hospitalised with blood poisoning. When I was in there I met a nurse from the Phillipines called Rosanna. She was giving me a bed bath one night and sure enough when our eyes met across the bedpan it was love at first sight . We toured the world and had nine weans. Now I’m out kicking football with the same boys in our over forties team. Sure it’s deadly altogether.”
Down the wesht we came across a big lad who towered his way through an All Ireland campaign. He had long since succumbed to the demon drink, a haunted look in his eyes when we spoke. The first pints thrust under his nose by backslappers. He didn’t like the taste much but pretty soon attracted the sobriquet George for the amount of women and pints he went through. Where did it all go wrong we asked him. His answer? “It didn’t.”
A number of young fellas we met over the last week had won All Ireland medals at minor, under 21 and senior. What is it that makes these lads different? Is it the talent? Is it the hard work? The skill level? The fitness? A mixture of all the above? Whatever.
For everyone, life follows a different path. Not worse, just different.
Disclaimer: Any similarity to real life players is purely intentional.






