Hopefully he is - is he currently employed anywhere?
Thatâs absolutely fucking hilarious. Any kind of a fucking monkey would have the cop on to at least condition the contract on no new negative news or something
What a shambles of an organisation
Tom Hanks is the only one that could pull off that role.
Working for Denis Oâbrien in the UK
That contract will hardly hold up?
Eamon Dunphy and his wife, the film and television producer Jane Gogan, sat in the back of a chauffeur-driven car on the way to rural Kilkenny. It was a Saturday night, and they were wondering why they had bothered to make the trip.
Dunphy had accepted an invitation to attend John Delaneyâs 50th birthday party in the Mount Juliet golf club after being persuaded by one of his best friends, John Giles. Over the years Giles had grown close to Delaney, the chief executive of the FAI. The two would travel around the country dispensing cheques to amateur football clubs from a fundraising foundation bearing Gilesâs name, that was run through the FAI.
Dunphy did not regard Delaney as a friend and was travelling to Kilkenny out of a sense of duty to Giles, but also with half a mind on the 10 Manchester United season tickets to which the FAI chief had access, and occasionally allowed Dunphy to use. He would always pay Delaney for the tickets, which were for a Man Utd-mad friend. The payments went through Delaneyâs personal assistant in the FAI.
Dunphy recalls being taken for dinner by Delaney at a time when Giovanni Trapattoni was the Ireland manager and the football pundit was âon his caseâ. The FAI chief executive had âtried it on with meâ, Dunphy says, asking him to lay off on his criticism of the Ireland team. Dunphy joked with Delaney that he could buy a short amnesty from criticism with each supply of Man Utd tickets, but he would not hold back from criticising the team when it was justified.
The party at Mount Juliet was a lavish affair, according to a number of people who attended. Bursts of flames from a pyrotechnic display greeted gift-clutching guests as they entered the old manor house, smiling as a professional photographer captured their arrivals.
Delaneyâs fiancĂ©e, Emma English, a former model turned event planner, had organised a James Bond-themed party. English had been a firm favourite of newspaper photographers and editors since she began publicly accompanying Delaney to matches and other work events in 2014.
After their first joint TV appearance, on The Saturday Night Show in 2014, English and Delaney had dined with fellow guest Jane Seymour, the actress who played Bond girl Solitaire in Live and Let Die. That encounter, andDelaneyâs love for Bond movies, had inspired the party theme.
The centrepiece of the drinks reception was a huge ice sculpture of a Walther PPK pistol, Bondâs weapon of choice. It was surrounded by the spyâs favourite martini cocktail glasses. Nods to Delaneyâs football career came in the shape of several life-sized cardboard cutouts of a footballer with his head superimposed, wearing a white Ireland jersey emblazoned with the number 50 and a captainâs armband with the initials âJDâ.
A huge birthday cake had been styled to look like the Aviva Stadium, which the FAI had part-owned since it was built on the site of the old Lansdowne Road ground in 2010. Delaney insisted the stadium was his finest achievement, despite poor ticket sales and persistent questions about whether the debt was too great for the association to repay.
The baked version of the stadium came with working floodlights and a miniature crowd holding âHappy birthday, Johnâ banners. There was stadium advertising from Three, the Ireland teamâs main sponsor. Its Irish boss Robert Finnegan, a Waterford man like Delaney, was among the guests, as was Davy Keogh, a well-known Ireland supporter.
When the guests moved from the old manor house towards a large marquee, they were greeted by waiters in skeleton costumes with face masks and top hats like the villains from Live and Let Die. The Bond baddies served drinks to each table. Around the large marquee, banners depicted a silhouette of a tuxedoed Bond holding his pistol.
A sign over the posters read âHappy birthday John Delaneyâ. The iconic Bond 007 logo, incorporating a pistol, had been modified to âJohn Delaney 0050â.
For the many football people in the crowd, the extravagance of the party â which was being run by Franc, a well-known wedding planner â made them laugh in bemusement. Some assumed Delaney, with his âŹ360,000-a-year salary, must be picking up the tab. Others werenât sure. Many guests had received their invites from an FAI official using an FAI email address, and FAI events staff had helped organise the party.
The invitees sat around 19 tables that had tall white centrepieces filled with large ostrich feathers. Among them was Aleksander Ceferin, president of Uefa, the European governing body for football. Delaney had been elected to the Uefa executive committee in April. Having led the FAI since 2004, Delaney was now one of the most powerful men in European football as well.
A number of other senior Uefa officials, including Noel Mooney, a former FAI executive, were also in attendance. The FAI had considered booking helicopters to fly the dignitaries to Kilkenny, but were deterred by high winds in the aftermath of Hurricane Ophelia.
The other guests included Martin OâNeill, the Ireland manager, and Alan Kelly, a TD from Tipperary, where Delaney has strong family connections. Sports journalists John Duggan and Paul Collins, who worked for Newstalk and Today FM, were also present. Their radio stations were owned by Denis OâBrien, the billionaire who had pumped âŹ12m into the FAI over the past decade to help it pay the salaries of Trapattoni, OâNeill and OâNeillâs assistant Roy Keane.
Delaney, wearing an open-necked shirt and suit, and English, in a blue evening gown, entered the marquee together as the invited guests stood and rhythmically clapped to the sound of Put âem Under Pressure, the Ireland teamâs anthem from the 1990 World Cup. Delaney shook hands and backslapped guests to the chorus of âOlĂ©, OlĂ©, OlĂ©, OlĂ©â on his way to his seat at the top of the room.
Brendan OâCarroll, the creator of Mrs Brownâs Boys, delivered a mild roast of Delaney from the stage. OâCarroll, a guest along with his wife, Jennifer Gibney, was performing for free. The MC on the night was Aidan Power, a TV presenter. The paid musical act was the High Kings, a popular Irish folk band.
Dunphy remembers being bowled over by the overt affection that Delaney and English showed for each other. âI thought she was an incredible-looking woman,â he says of English, a separated mother of four. âYou see people in photographs, but seeing her up close, she was beautiful. She was tugging out of him like, âHeâs my man.â I just couldnât get my head around it. Like, he isnât Godâs gift, at all. There is nothing suave about John Delaney. Heâs gauche and awful.â
There are times you just have to suspend your disbelief, Dunphy says, and this was âone coupling that I had to just suspend my disbelief aboutâ.
While Delaney loves to sing but has little talent, English has a fine voice. She took to the stage with the High Kings for an acoustic version of Mercy, a song by the Welsh singer Duffy about a woman driven mad over her lust for a man. Delaney danced and clapped in front of the stage. He would later sing Daisy a Day, a 1970s song by Jud Strunk about a manâs undying love for a woman.
A lengthy video, professionally shot and edited, included tributes to Delaney from people who could not travel for the occasion. The highlight was a message from Sir Alex Ferguson, the former Manchester United manager. When Delaney took to the stage, he read out a letter from President Michael D Higgins, a keen football fan. It noted that landmark birthdays âare special moments in lifeâ and passed on his âbest wishesâ.
Delaney thanked âmy own staffâ for their brilliant work at the party. To nervous laughter from the crowd, he joked that it wasnât a part of the normal jobs of âhisâ FAI staff to organise birthday parties. âThey wonât be doing it again for a while, trust me,â he laughed.
Among those looking on were senior directors of the FAI board and some of their wives. Tony Fitzgerald, the FAI president, and Michael Cody, its honorary secretary, both wearing green ties, took to the stage to make a presentation of a silver plate to their chief executive.
Delaney then paid a tearful tribute to English. âHe started slobbering about their love,â says Dunphy. âIt was cringe city.â
Dunphy hadnât seen much of Giles, who spent much of the night with Dr Alan Byrne, the Ireland team doctor, having a sing-song. To make things worse, Dunphy had been seated at the same table as Michael Ring, the Fine Gael government minister for rural development, whom he disliked. As Delaney dissolved into tears while professing his love for his fiancĂ©e, Dunphy was getting kicks under the table from Gogan. The couple decided to make their excuses and leave early.
In the absence of Dunphy, a renowned party animal in his day, the celebrations went on until 5am.
On the following Monday morning Mario Rosenstock, Today FMâs resident mimic, aired a well-informed skit about the party on The Ian Dempsey Breakfast Show. Dempsey interviewed Rosenstockâs âJohn Delaneyâ, who explained that the birthday party was still going on despite a mistake by the âFAI catering committeeâ which meant the celebrations did not start in a brewery as planned. The FAIâs inability to organise a piss-up in a brewery was a running gag of Rosenstockâs.
This skit also included âRoy Keaneâ incredulously reading out a scripted tribute to Delaney that praised his âgenerosity, razor-sharp intelligence, general competence and utter professionalismâ. Finally, a laughing âDelaneyâ was presented with the bill for the party. The clacking sound of the till printing out the final receipt seemed never-ending.
Rosenstockâs gag about the bill was more on the mark than anyone knew. Mazars accountants would later establish the FAI had spent more than âŹ80,000 on the party. This included âŹ26,293 to Mount Juliet, âŹ25,000 to Franc, âŹ7,595 for chauffeurs and âŹ3,609 for helicopters that never got off the ground. In December 2017, Delaney made a repayment of âŹ50,000. The deficit was carried by an organisation that was already in a catastrophic financial position. Delaney had run it into the ground. But it would be a year-and-a-half before he was exposed
Sounds like a great party
Kim Jong Un is in the haâpenny place compared to Dela
Youâd wonder about the type of character that has backed Delaney throughout and still does no doubt - the likes of @Bandage, @Little_Lord_Fauntleroy, @peddlerscross, @Big_Dan_Campbell et al⊠They all have questions to answer⊠the pretend Italian @Fulvio_From_Aughnacloy also but corruption is par for the course in Italy so he had to pretend to support Delaney.
hold onâŠ
you follow a sport with bigoted xenophobic rules which is overtly political & whose politics exclude a lot of irish people.
Dont come out with some outrage about how a private company chooses to spend money
Stop sweep sweeping and deal with the issue at hand.
You claim to be a soccer man yet wont condemn Delaney.
what issue?
a private company spending money in way that you dont agree with?
1 million euro in expenses in his last 5 years,picked up by the FAI.Youd have to admire his neck.
Good stakeholder management from John
Youâve lost the tiny little bit of credibility you had on here âŠ
The IRFU pro Unionist private school boy click have had to come in to save @Little_Lord_Fauntleroy ⊠Oh my.
the IRFU dosnt have political goals like the GGA, withdraw that remark
How much did the fai net from the Henry hand ball incident?
Theyâre Timâs goals.
âŹ3m bonus for staying in his job
âŹ80k for his birthday
âŹ25k to Franc
A fucking tinpot organisation on its knees. How is this cunt not in jail.
Heâs BFFâs with Dinny sure