It’s All-Ireland final day tomorrow and although we don’t have any dog in the fight in either of the deciders, up here in this part of the capital the excitement levels have been rising steadily all week and should be ready to come to the boil by around 3.30pm tomorrow afternoon. Our house is festooned with all manner of flags and Dub-related paraphernalia with the kids looking forward, for the first time in their young lives, to seeing the county of their birth having a tilt at Sam.
I’m not going to pretend to be an unbiased observer about tomorrow’s decider – I’ve been taking the kids to see the Dubs on a regular basis over the past few years and I’d love to see Pat Gilroy’s lads claim the big prize tomorrow. While an All-Ireland victory by Dublin wouldn’t mean as much to me as one for our own lads, it’d mean an awful lot to many friends and neighbours up here, as well as to my own small Dubs.
That’s more than enough reason for me to shout for them tomorrow. And, let’s face it – the Kerrymen have won more than their fair share at this stage. Up the Dubs!