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Just a bit of fun mate ![]()
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My brother goes on about that year as well. He did his Leaving Cert. Leitrim won Connacht and he remembers all the tunes. Of course he ended up missing the final because he was so hungover.
Ah no…
Yep.
That tricky time when you start drinking first properly and don’t know your pace.
He wasn’t able to stir from the bed.
Oh that’ll haunt him forever. I couldnt imagine missing 2003 with Laois.
He went to Croke Park after for the Dublin match and made sure he made that one.
Well there you go. Every year where a fella did the leaving cert is the best year of reeling in the years. Who’d have guessed that.
Eddie Hobbs was some dose.
Eddie Hobbs was some dose.
Was?
And we have about 10 of him on this forum.
I said was because thankfully he’s no longer all over the TV and radio.
I said was because thankfully he’s no longer all over the TV and radio.
Just wait until there’s an Irish equivalent of GB News.
Still time for him to declare for the Presidential election.
1985 was shit enough
1985 was shit enough
A great year for unemployment, emigration, football stadium disasters, air crashes, moving statues, prison riots and shite weather.
For Irish men it was a great year for jumpers, unkempt moustaches and and unkempt hair. The Brendan O’Donnell look.
It was a great year for little oul’ Ireland making a mark on the world in a stirring way though. It was the unmistakable start of something.
1985 was peak plucky little Ireland, peak Ireland as rebellious idefatigable underdog, peak wild geese, peak Kilburn, peak lachrimosity, peak “how we like to see ourselves”.
There’s John Delaney at the Aviva Stadium opening talking like he owns the place.
A lovely clip there at the end from 1962 from a gentleman commenting on immigration into Ireland.
Basically how Irish people giving out about immigration is utterly hypocritical given our history of emigration.