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Post by fitz on Sept 29, 2017 13:10:51 GMT
It's why I used a 'version' to allow room for relative comparison, rather than a 1:1 matchup, my point being GAA players especially at inter-county level will go to extreme measures so they can play. You'll find no case/version in the GAA relative to the severity of this case. 200 injections, give me a break. The GAA season extends to a couple of highend must play games every year for the successful players, not week on week must play games. This just confirms what I thought all along about this game in Australia. Playing recks and franchises seriously in financial distress. Your understanding of relative is different to mine, so go on have a break. Maybe tell the lads bursting a gut all year trying to impress Jim Gavin, Fitzmaurice, Harte, Rochord for example, that don't see a minute of Championship time, about the just a couple of high end games view. Sure 200 injections is absolute polar, but GAA players don't put themselves through the mill for an opportunity? That's relative to me in physics and mindset. I had thought my previous point to be relative did not have a direct mapping to 200 injections to thus be countenanced as valid and appraised with some respect.
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Post by kerrygold on Sept 29, 2017 13:13:51 GMT
Chalk and cheese.
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Post by buck02 on Sept 29, 2017 23:13:05 GMT
Eir Sport giving brilliant club championship coverage at the moment.
Tomorrow they are showing 4 live games. O Loughlin Gaelsv Erin's Own at 2 followed by Ballyhale v Clara. Vincent's v St Sylvester's in Dublin at 6 and afterwards Naomh Conaill v Gweedor.
Castleknock v Kilmacud live on Sunday.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2017 11:44:03 GMT
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Post by kerryexile on Sept 30, 2017 21:21:46 GMT
Thanks for that Ciarraiabu - interesting to see what is going on out there.
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Post by southward on Oct 1, 2017 9:49:47 GMT
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Post by yourholiness on Oct 1, 2017 10:51:52 GMT
Good read . As a Dub the 2009 match and the startled earwigs was a nadir .
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Post by glengael on Oct 1, 2017 11:42:17 GMT
Surprised they released that 09 bit, I would have thought it would be something they'd want to keep for the book itself. The uncertainty heading to Tullamore that day was unreal, people speculating who wasn't going to be on the bus or even turn up etc. Rarely have I left a venue so relieved as I did that day.
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Post by southward on Oct 1, 2017 12:00:24 GMT
Surprised they released that 09 bit, I would have thought it would be something they'd want to keep for the book itself. The uncertainty heading to Tullamore that day was unreal, people speculating who wasn't going to be on the bus or even turn up etc. Rarely have I left a venue so relieved as I did that day. Plenty of uncertainty about the outcome too after a couple of poor qualifying displays. Huge Kerry crowd turned up though and really got behind the team that day. There was a real sense of desperation not to see them go out ignominiously in the qualifiers, even if few thought we could go any further. After a dire first half, there was a cracking atmosphere in the last 25 minutes with the Kerry fans unusually vocal. Big turning point in the year.
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Post by kerrybhoy06 on Oct 1, 2017 12:50:22 GMT
I’m a fairly reserved person at matches and only 3 have ever gotten me properly off my seat with emotion:
1) Armagh in 06 2) that Dublin hammering in 09 3) Mayo replay in 14
I’ve never given a roar (watching a match) like I did when gooch got that goal
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Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2017 15:25:01 GMT
Surprised they released that 09 bit, I would have thought it would be something they'd want to keep for the book itself. The uncertainty heading to Tullamore that day was unreal, people speculating who wasn't going to be on the bus or even turn up etc. Rarely have I left a venue so relieved as I did that day. They tend to release the most interesting bits beforehand to entice people to buy the book. Based on what I have read, there is nothing in this that has not been covered multiple times before.
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Post by glengael on Oct 2, 2017 13:22:15 GMT
Indeed but there are, I hope, at least some other interesting bits that you have to actually buy it to read.
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Post by kerrygold on Oct 2, 2017 18:24:34 GMT
Surprised they released that 09 bit, I would have thought it would be something they'd want to keep for the book itself. The uncertainty heading to Tullamore that day was unreal, people speculating who wasn't going to be on the bus or even turn up etc. Rarely have I left a venue so relieved as I did that day. They tend to release the most interesting bits beforehand to entice people to buy the book. Based on what I have read, there is nothing in this that has not been covered multiple times before. Maybe the book wont be that bland, worth a look at on the shelf anyway.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2017 20:12:36 GMT
Unfortunately for colm, most of the stories have already been told. Colm also has given plenty of interviews over the years. While always interesting to get Colms perspective, hard to see what the book really offers in terms of original content
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Post by A.N. Other on Oct 2, 2017 20:43:09 GMT
County board applying for planning permission to do work on ASP. Put a cover/roof along the wall at the Chamfers side, extend the press box and replacing the grass area at the Horans side with a terrace.
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Post by glengael on Oct 9, 2017 8:41:18 GMT
County board applying for planning permission to do work on ASP. Put a cover/roof along the wall at the Chamfers side, extend the press box and replacing the grass area at the Horans side with a terrace. I suppose that means they must be planning on staying long term and not harbouring any plans to relocate in the immediate future.
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Post by kerrygold on Oct 10, 2017 19:22:14 GMT
That horse has bolted long ago. A second covered area would be a great addition to Stacks Park.
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Post by kerrygold on Oct 12, 2017 7:59:01 GMT
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Post by kerrygold on Oct 12, 2017 14:23:04 GMT
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Post by glengael on Oct 12, 2017 15:32:17 GMT
Argentinians always good at making an impact!
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Post by kerryboy83 on Oct 12, 2017 21:28:49 GMT
Anyone know when the league fixtures are announced?
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Post by kerrygold on Oct 20, 2017 11:11:56 GMT
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Post by kerrygold on Oct 20, 2017 11:28:34 GMT
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Post by kerryexile on Oct 20, 2017 11:55:26 GMT
Step 1 in preparation for 4 in a row - no injuries, now holiday drinking, all sticking to their personal fitness plans.
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Post by kerrybhoy06 on Oct 20, 2017 12:13:11 GMT
I'd say it's more 'too sensible to do something stupid'
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Post by keane on Oct 20, 2017 12:30:09 GMT
What is the ****ing point of that?
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Post by glengael on Oct 22, 2017 19:37:18 GMT
No surprise to see AIB trying to piggyback on GAA’s good name
Discredited financial institutions no longer share the ethos or values of the association
Sat, Oct 21, 2017, 09:00 Keith Duggan
The new AIB/GAA campaign, a mini-documentary series which follows the Roscommon team on their odyssey last summer, is a slick and brilliantly filmed glimpse behind the curtains of one of the magical stories of the last summer’s championship. So why does it feel so hollow and wrong? For a while now, AIB has been aligning itself to the root values of Irish communities through its brilliantly realised ‘The Toughest’ advertising campaigns, which has successfully sought to elevate the authenticity of soul and effort of the sometimes overlooked club teams across the country. There was something genuinely haunting about the former Tipperary goalkeeper Brendan Cummins’ tone when he described a gut-wrenching defeat with his local club. And there is a wonderful 15-minute film of Colm Cooper describing the loneliness of his path back from cruciate injury. These are works of considerable skill and empathy and they subtly communicate the message that AIB, a financial institution buoyed by a £20 billion rescue package funded by the Irish people, understands the cares and passions of its local tribes. Now in its third year of sponsoring the All-Ireland senior club football championship, AIB’s slogan is that it is ‘backing club and county’. The irony is that AIB, like all other pillars of Irish finance, had held that position of integral local involvement before their boards decided that it wasn’t profitable enough. Because what do we mean when we talk about ‘the banks’? When it comes to the litany of financial scandals and delirious greed for profit which underlined the policy and motivations of Irish financial pillars over the past two decades, we probably mean the daunting headquarters in central Dublin: vast and shadowy entities, faceless apart from annual appearances by CEOs paid staggering salaries and bonuses for refusing to explain why Irish people have to pay higher variable interest rates than their EU counterparts.
But on a more relevant level, when people think about the banks, it is their local branch that comes to mind. Visit any Irish town and the banks inevitably form a prominent element of the architecture. They are usually the oldest and most prestigious buildings on the main street and lend an air of gravitas to the furniture of the town. Bank manager For decades in Ireland, the function of the bank was much like the supermarket, the chemist or anywhere else: your neighbours, your family and your friends worked in the bank. You met people there. The bank was at the epicentre of local commerce and gossip. There was an understanding that these branches had an overseer, that mythical figure of Irish life and fiction: the bank manager. Always suited in cliché, a habitué of the golf club, a whiskey decanter not far from the desk for those special moments, the bank manager was responsible for running his house and genuinely knew the community. His judgement (for it was, in those days, inevitably a he) was usually the final verdict on whether people got their loans approved or their overdrafts extended, that first mortgage or indeed, that parcel of land approved for development. Some bank managers were pure accountants; others did good turns behind the scenes and exercised prudent and moral judgement. They were people. Gradually, though, it became apparent that more and more of the decision making was being centralised, that lending decisions were no longer based on the relationship and local knowledge between the customer and the manager but were being processed remotely and judged according to set criteria through which the customer, the person, was reduced to an application form. In the times of wild profitability and wanton lending, that helped to speed up the process of generating credit. Afterwards, when it all fell apart, it made it easier for the banks to chase after people in arrears, people who had lost jobs, people who found it hard to deal with spiralling interest rates; people whose lives were , at least temporarily, in ruin. And there was no one to turn to or reason with. People weren’t dealing with the manager any more. They were dealing with ‘the banks’. I remember walking into a bank about three years ago to find its staff directing people towards its newly-installed automated machines through which people could conveniently lodge and withdraw cash etc without having to deal with actual people. Still, there was a long line of people waiting to speak to the two human bank clerks. But it felt like an end-of-days moment as the staff on the floor politely and helpfully talked people through how to use the machines that would one day take their jobs. Automation has been accepted as an inevitable part of the future (although nobody seems certain as to why it must be inevitable) because it is a more profitable way for companies to do business, be that in production or finance. Wilful delusion During the so-called boom, the smart advice for those with savings or pension funds was to go with the banks; the shares could not fail. The banks were making money like never before. Until, of course, it became evident that the whole economy was a wilful delusion; a spending spree based on the fantasy that you could build endless semi-detached houses on the edge of every town and there would forever be buyers willing to contract themselves to 30-year mortgages of 280k plus and mendacious interest rates. It was madness and the bet here is that the people who knew that it was madness were the very people whose opinion nobody sought: the staid, cautious retired small town bank managers of the 1970s, 80s and 90s. When the commentariat sought the opinion of the princes of the ‘soft landing’, they should really have been phoning the guy who ran the bank in Longford or Cobh or Gweedore circa 1983. He would have put them straight.
The point of this is that AIB and Bank of Ireland and Ulster Bank were, for decades, intricately and genuinely linked to the beating heart of every town in Ireland. And they chose to rip themselves out of that socio-economic role. They chose to sever the intensely local understanding between its staff in local towns and the people of those towns. The best asset any of the Irish financial institutions have is their remaining staff in those provincial branches. But their boards don’t see that. Even now, almost a decade on from a bail-out foisted on the Irish citizenry, the Irish financial institutions continue to disappoint in ways that are both profound and pathetic. The current tracker scandal is just the latest proof that they are happy to squeeze the little guy for every last miserable penny. Maybe that’s why it doesn’t sit well when you see one of those institutions buying its way into a spiritual and commercial partnership with the GAA, whose prevailing values are indeed about circulating true life – team spirit, activity, outdoors interaction, joy, disappointment, friendships, local pride – through Irish towns and villages. The stuff, in other words, that money can’t buy. Why wouldn’t any financial institution which had lost the trust of its public and had cost the State billions want to align themselves to those qualities? It was a smart bit of business by AIB, maybe the smartest of the last two sorry decades. But the more relevant question is whether the custodians of the GAA are morally comfortable with aligning themselves right now to any of the Irish financial institutions that have wreaked so much havoc on society and caused what Gay Byrne once described to me as a constant “low-grade stress”; a plaguing, collective worry which has threatened to destroy the very community spirit on which those splendid, sponsored GAA films now shine a light.
The italics are mine in the final paragraph.
I don't think the GAA top brass give much thought about moral comfort. They signed a deal with Sky who are part of the Murdoch empire who have been wrecking havoc on society for a good long while now.
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Post by kerrygold on Oct 24, 2017 14:24:56 GMT
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Post by Mickmack on Oct 24, 2017 21:28:26 GMT
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Post by Sons of Pitches on Oct 25, 2017 8:47:11 GMT
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