Game of Throw-ins
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I was a rugby player with a great future behind me. A 35-year-old father-of-five with an expanding waistline, who was trying to survive the bloody battlefield we call life.
My son was locked in a violent turf war with a rival Love/Hate tour operator, my daughter was in love with a boy who looked like Justin Bieber and my old dear was about to walk up the aisle with a 92-year-old billionaire who thought it was still 1936.
I was, like, staring down the barrel of middle age with the contentment of knowing that I was the greatest Irish rugby player who no on in Ireland had ever actually heard of. Until a chance conversation with an old Jesuit missionary made me realize that it wasn’t enough.
I was guided, as if by GPS, to a muddy filed in – let’s be honest – Ballybrack. And there I finally discovered my destiny – to keep a struggling Seapoint team in Division 2B of the All Ireland League.
Or die trying.