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It is my opinion that hurling is the greatest game in the world, bar none. It is the poetry of the physical, the Riverdance of sport, a perfect manifestation of the Gaelic psyche. Those who play at the very highest level must display a sublime combination of strength, speed, stamina, skill and self-confidence; in hurling, he who hesitates is lost.

On the first Sunday in September the two best teams in the country compete in the  All-Ireland Hurling Final at Croke Park, Dublin. This year, 2017, in front of over 82,000 people, Galway and Waterford play for the right to lift the Holy grail of hurling, the Liam McCarthy Cup. There can only be one winner; at approximately 5.15 one captain will climb the steps of the Hogan Stand and lift the gleaming trophy- and lead his team into history. For those who achieve the status of All-Ireland winners become something slightly more than human to their communities- they become behemoths, legends, titans. Immortals! A Kerry writer called Sigerson Clifford wrote a poem about his county’s footballers and their legacy which could equally be applied to any All-Ireland winning team and how they are regarded in their community.

‘Plough and spade and seineboat shaped them for the deeds they were to do,

Street and school and mountain heard their victory cry,

Now the memories arch like rainbows o’er the meadows of the mind,

The alive who’ll live for ever, and the dead who’ll never die.’

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