There’s a pair of football boots in the trophy cabinet of Killeavy’s clubhouse. They’re the Adidas predators worn by Steven Mc Donnell in September 2002 when he kicked the winning point in the All Ireland final. Unfortunately my own footballing career never reached the global heights that would afford me such recognition. At 24 years Read more about WE ARE ALL EQUALS[…]
The one player that I pretended to be playing football in the garden as a youngster was the one and only Jack O’Shea. I loved to be him, soloing the ball before blasting it against the fence as if to score a goal. The celebration would then follow and the process would be repeated time Read more about The Iconic Midfielder[…]
About four weeks ago, I was in Killeavy preparing to take our U12 footballers for a coaching session. Just before the session commenced, I was over along the sideline when about five of our U16 footballers walked by. It was obvious that they had been on our 3G pitch having a kickaround so I asked Read more about Learning to be a two footed footballer[…]
Quite often, the topic of many conversations leaving football matches is about the dubious decision that the referee made, the black card and how “no way was it a black card”, the point that was waved wide, the guy that pulled out of the 50/50 ball or the calls that were made on the line. All are Read more about Free taking from the ground. The dying art in Gaelic Football.[…]