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 [...]
There comes a time in every man’s life when he must say enough is enough. Sporting clichés penetrate my annoying gland worse than a whore working double shifts the week the navy come home. People who use them need to be made eat nothing but phlegm for a year.
When you consider the actual meaning [...]
This decade has seen an interesting turn of events in Irish rugby. I’m not talking about how Irish teams at international and club level have really become elite, more about how rugby is suddenly a glorified sport here.
This is especially true with the female species, who after a period of attraction to “metrosexual” men in [...]
Some clubs go to great lengths to ensure their jerseys are “unique”, but we at Sports Bitch just think they’re pure mank. Here are the top three worst offenders…
3: Taking home bronze is the luminous glow in that dark charade that is Barcelona’s away kit (third kit). Some years back Carles Puyol grew tired of [...]
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