Sports Bitch

Resident hack Prison Bitch spent a day with WB Yeats – yes he is deceased, what’s your point? – in a bid to garner the infamous playwright’s take on contemporary Irish sport, and other stuff too…
PB: Well Bill…can I call you B…
WB: I wouldn’t…
PB: WB?
WB: It matters not what you call me, but how you [...]

Those playful scamps over at the wonderful, well-endowed Boob.ie have been lampooning the shit out of John Terry too; we know it’s old hat at this stage, but this Footballer’s Diary by Radge – originally posted here – is just too good for us not to bring to your attention.

John Terry’s exploits off the pitch have been well documented. While conservative papers remain torn between condemning the precarious holder of the English captaincy, a real ordeal is going on behind the scenes.
Whether a paper has backed or condemned Terry, one thing remains constant; the pun.
In an unprecedented effort to come up with the greatest [...]

So it appears that the big freeze has ended. While this means that we in the culchie world are no longer snowed in fantasising about the movie Alive, it also means that underage teams are about to commence a level of training that would rival the intensity of Kilkenny senior hurling training sessions.
However, this temporary [...]

FIFA decided earlier this week not to punish Thierry Henry for his cheating in Paris in November. Fortunately, as I sunk into a deeper spiral of frustation and self-pity, America’s greatest living writer Cormac McCarthy texted on a few bits and pieces, in an effort to make sense of this dystopian, achromatic football world.
Nice one, [...]