The former senior inter-county captain and secondary school principal on defending the association, growing up in south Armagh and his relationship with his fatherI am not a combative person and enjoy the challenge of achieving consensus, but try not to broach controversial subjects with me if I am either tired or hungry! I’ve said many regrettable things on an empty stomach and made plenty of apologies on a full one.My middle name is Francis, after my uncle.
As we were preparing for his wake, I went down to the garage to get some chairs, and there was the barrow, and the pick and shovel. I stood looking at them and cried like a baby. Those were the only tears I shed.county matches in the 1970s. Even now when I get that whiff, I am transported to concrete seats, paper hats, old-style football and a block wall with the word “FIR” written in paint behind, which was not a place for the faint-hearted.
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