It’s the night before both our senior and minor teams take the field in their respective Connacht championship clashes at McHale Park and I’m back on home soil, ready for the short hop over to Castlebar tomorrow. But, hey, what happened to all that hot and steamy weather we had up in Dublin today? When we arrived here a little while back, it was to discover that it’s a good five or six degrees cooler than it was in the metropolis. And bloody raining too.
Still, it could be worse. My small lad is down with me, having chosen to see and shout for Mayo in the flesh tomorrow rather than watch his precious Dubs on the box back at Chez WJ. And there was me thinking I’d lost him for good – hope springs eternal and all that. Now the trick is to keep him on board and a win over the Tribesmen tomorrow would be a very good start in this respect.
Best of luck to the two Mayo teams tomorrow – I’ll be back on here later on in the evening with reflections on the day’s action.