All Fur Coat. . . Upstarts of the Co Down. Good Luck to Them!
Talking Balls Comments
For years now they have sickened the shite of the rest of Ulster with there uber confidence and their ‘we’ve never lost and All Ireland semi final” nonsense. Truth is they haven’t the hoors.
While Tyrone might be all nouveau riche, bouyed along by Mickey Harte’s infectious Wooden-esque psycho-babble and the Armagh men float along bouyed by Buckfast, Down have that sure stepping arrogance, dressed in the best and in Croker to impress. Even the fact that Wee James is part of the Down aristocracy adds to the mix.
Apparently his first words were”We’ve never lost an All Ireland semi final” and he has moved on from there winning All Ireland medals, playing for Ireland alongside that other legend Jack O’Shea and now managing his native Down in his own right.
They have this arrogance about them Down, I met a fellow the other evening who would just about know a football if it bounced off his head. But he was from Down and sure enough of his origins to spout his load whilst leaning nonchalantly on the golf umbrella. We pointed out that there was a new stadium built at Croker since the last time he was there, but still. . . that old arrogance is hard to dismiss.
Goodluck to them on Sunday. We have placed an order for a set of industrial strength noise excluding earphones just in case they do win. As usual if they do the hot air will blow steadily from the Mountains of Mourne down to the sea and outwards across every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon Armagh and, farther westward, softly gusting into the dark mutinous clubs of Tyrone and Derry and across the rest of Ulster.
