We all know of someone for which the tide of time has not been kind. It may have been a neighbour, a friend, that first girlfriend you fell hopelessly head-over-heels in love with. The heart fluttered on eye-contact.
The year is 1945 and people in London were just about getting back to normality after the brutality of the war years.
A penny for Wayne Rooney’s thoughts, as he watched (yet again) the Ballon D’Or ceremony from the comfort of his luxurious Cheshire home earlier last week.
The emphasis on club rugby in the northern hemisphere has led to the downfall of its international scene.
It has been common knowledge for some time now that the All-Ireland Senior Football Championship, in its present form, is a joke. Although there are some genuine All-Ireland contenders in each province, some have a much easier route to glory than others. Take Kerry for instance. Every year they play a Munster Championship with five […]