how do you know bandage didnât grow up on the set of the war of the buttons?
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Chocolate buttons maybe.
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That was how we rolled in Wexford town, mate. I remember one of our lot taking a lad from a neighbouring housing estate hostage and we had to talk him down from setting him on fire. We were also early american football advocates and played that on the street in the late 1980s/early 1990s.
id say thats how we all rolled back in them days pal. rounders was very popular one summer for some reason. never had an american football in the impoverished wesht.
Belated nice post award. Well done pal. Iâm the only one not going to see star wars tomorrow - well, my two young lads are not going either even though their cousin is. Fuck that. I grew up in a sports mad house - hurling, boxing, football, even rugby (a lunatic uncle played it), but by Jesus there was no fucking star wars. Or star trek for that matter. When we were old enough to watch movies, we were shown The Good, The Bad and The Ugly, or One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest. Or The Sting.
On reflection a few years ago, I was worried that the auld lad might have been oppressing us. I got the loan of a star wars DVD and threw it on. Turned it off after 5 mins. Utter shit.
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My best mate growing up did. And a baseball glove (but no bat). For some reason, we had 2 baseball bats in our house (@Rocko, that last sentence I typed came out initially as âwe had 2 baseball bats in our bedroomâ - this web-based predictive text struggles with multiple tabs opened. Either that, or it has me pegged as a nervous, edgy cunt thatâs worried about being raped). Thatâs the enigma that is the west, I suppose.
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I bought a baseball bat in stauntons where i was young enough, used to use it to play rounders or try and hit sliothars with it out the back. Always had a fascination with the game that continues today. I also vaguely remember talk of the red sox and the yankees from lads who lived over or had relatives over there. My earliest nfl memory is gary imlach presenting blitz on channel 4. Great show. My mate had an aussie rules ball from family over there.
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While we were getting into mischief, honing our hurling skills (which saw me score ALL our points in the 1993 County Wexford U12 hurling final) and delving into american sports, the likes of @Fitzy was inside watching Star Wars and asking his auld lad about growing garlic.
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See - not so deprived. The real poverty was in the midlands. Longford? Fucking hell - they had nothing. I went to college with a fella from there and he was so poor that a treat was when his auld lad would pick him out of the 6 kids to get the top of his hard boiled egg.
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+1
Star Wars 
Just like yourself and @Bandage there was no room for guff like this in our lives. I do remember a few gimps in the class alright were into it but the majority of us weâre hurling and tractor obsessed.
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Iâd fear for lads raising kids in Ireland today, I know a good few teachers, primary school ones mainly, kids especially in Dublin and other urban areas, from what Iâve heard anecdotally, are fruit cakes. Able to access the most random porn from an early age, and spend countless hours playing games online. Complete anti social odd ball behaviour. A total inability to converse with people, to hold eye contact. no interest in history, current affairs, their local area, etc. A ticking time bomb of freaks.
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My thoughts exactly fitzy. Itâs amazing that this rollicking bould thady quill type young fella grew into the seething paranoid shell of a man (who played in goals ffs sake ) that bandage was until recently.
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Because his old man was a cop. I doubt he would get away with it.
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Have you met someone from Longford, seriously? Do they have towns there?
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A bit like half the posters on here so.
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I think itâs called Longford town.
That might be a football team though.
Hmm.
A similar soaring imagination came up with âShop Streetâ.
In 1993 I was out in the world, living and working in the warzone that was Monaghan pal. I was on the edge of momentous happenings and in the midst of dark forces on all sides. I was watching Scotstown winning a Monaghan football championship and taking bomb threats from the LVF. You may or may not have scored all the points in an U12âs hurling match at the time, I wouldnât give a shit either way, as I was just trying to live to see another day. It was intense.
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I scored all the points for my team in the 1992 Wexford Co 14 final.
People in the stand were saying that it was reminiscent of a young Luke Skywalker vs the Empire and filed them full of joy.
Just to clarify, I did in fact score all our points in the county final. While I was delivering in high pressure and intense situations, you were plotting an escape to Clonmel. Youâre soft.