^When I visited Dublin, in 2000, Kerry was playing Galway for the championship, at Croke Park.
The archivist at the Police Museum in Dublin Castle surprised me by telling me that he was going to bet on the tie. I'd never heard of a sport where a championship game could end in a tie, before.
And of course, the first match was a tie. When I came in to the museum on Monday, I expected him to be happy--but he was despondent.
"I forgot to bet!" he lamented. Poor guy.
The archivist at the Police Museum in Dublin Castle surprised me by telling me that he was going to bet on the tie. I'd never heard of a sport where a championship game could end in a tie, before.
And of course, the first match was a tie. When I came in to the museum on Monday, I expected him to be happy--but he was despondent.
"I forgot to bet!" he lamented. Poor guy.


It was the only subject I had to take at ordinary level in the leaving cert, which was horrible because for 40 minutes every day I had to hang out with normal people rather than my nerdy friends.
My Irish oral exam went something like this: