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Christmas Day December 25, 2008

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Nothing much needs to be said today. But don’t forget that Christmas spirit is simply human kindness focused on one day of the year – there’s no reason to restrict it to December 25th. And, while I don’t rate it very highly, here’s a wee poem of mine which I wrote 6 years ago while I was still in secondary school. It’s Christmas for me. Whatever Christmas is for you, enjoy it. Merry Christmas and God bless for the New Year.

Lemon Zest And Breadcrumbs – Christmas Eve 2000

I
Our jolly little gathering that eve:
My brother, just thirteen, and I, but two
Christmases older; our mother-always busy,
Always elegant, flitted gently like a butterfly
Around the cosy kitchen; her sister, my aunt,
Absorbed by my sibling’s side at the table.
Breadcrumbs and lemon zest; what else
Did they combine in that wonderful stuffing?
The rich flurry of those special smells,
Those which one only smells at Christmas,
Permeated the room and our eager noses.
II
The cat, wicked and wise, yawned;
She slunk stealthily, shadow-like, slipping
Up onto a chair at that small table.
She looked and smelled, but dared not touch
The fragrant ingredients of the imminent feast.
She, like us all, delighted in the time of year.
A robin, his breast as red as holly berries,
Appeared on the glinting, icy windowsill.
His inquiring face peered at us through the glass
As though waiting to be invited inside. A traveller,
Drawn by the light of our Christmas candle.
III
Midnight mass at the college drew us away
From our labours-“Midnight mass at nine?”
My brother always asked that. I said a reading.
Driving slowly along the peaceful country road,
We passed hedgerows, glistening, frosted, in the moonlight.
Stepping from the car on our return,
I felt compelled to pause and gaze skywards,
At the black sheet of night, sprinkled with starry specks,
Sown like seeds across the vastness of the sky.
The bright crescent moon, lying on its back
Smiled down at me from its heavenly post.
IV
Our tree stood proudly in the sitting room.
Its lights blinked at me, arrayed like the stars above.
I stood and stared, overjoyed by Christmastime.
I ran my fingers softly over the piano keys,
Quietly filling the air with tinkling music.
The cat now lay, curled before the still-warm hearth,
And I could smell lemon zest and breadcrumbs
And something else. I ran my eyes around the room:
The beautiful tree; the presents beneath it;
My gaze rested on the crib, upon the piano.
I wished the baby Jesus ‘Happy Birthday’.

Advent Calendar Post #14: Moving House December 22, 2008

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Yeah, as the title suggests, I’m moving house. Or rather, I’ve moved house. And, as befits such an activity, I have spent an inordinate amount of time making lists, opening boxes, musing over the colour of crockery, figuring out the best place on the kitchen counter for the kettle and shifting sofas slightly to the left. Myself and my mother have visited too many home furnishing outlets for my liking and we spent an hour this evening arguing with a television table. But now, at last, I’m sitting on a sofa. I am watching a “Family Guy” DVD on the new TV. The fire is burning quietly. I feel very, very comfy. And I get to go home for Christmas tomorrow. Sometimes, life feels very sweet.

Advent Calendar Post #13: Splashing Out December 20, 2008

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It rains a lot in Ireland, but Manchester seems to have an over-sufficiency of precipitation too. Nevertheless, I walked Princess Street and Cross Street and Market Street in search of the finest fashion at the best prices. If there’s one thing to recommend this recession, it’s the falling value of the pound and the accompanying cut in VAT. I had a lot of fun walking into FCUK knowing I might be able to afford something! In fairness, they have a quite nice range in Batman-themed t-shirts, limited edition, at the moment so I purchased one. Which duly got soaked through in my bag on the way home when a bottle of water I had bought began to leak. Yes, the rain in Manchester has its allies everywhere.

Advent Calendar Post #12: Merry Manchester December 18, 2008

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I’m in Manchester today, shopping. Or at least, I intended to. It’s an odd feeling wandering around the middle of a city you’ve never visited before at the best of times. It’s downright confusing at Christmas: “Dammit, I’ve walked past that 15-foot luminous snowman six times!” Rather helpfully, they have lots of maps with “YOU ARE HERE” marked on it dotted on practically every street corner (although they may as well have footnoted the You Are Here with a Lost, for all the good it did me).

Manchester is strangely overwhelming actually. Maybe it’s because I’m a Red-Blooded Scouser at heart but this city seems to glare at you. There are Pizza Huts, Starbucks, McDonalds and Greggs encroaching on every side. It took me an hour to find an internet café and yet there is no obvious lack of fast-food outlets – these people have their priorities. I was mildly surprised to discover that, while only comprising a population of about 500,000, Manchester has its own light-rail system like our beloved LUAS in Dublin, a city twice its size.

Not only that, but it seems as though Manchester is a city with grand designs and ideas far above its station. It must stem from the certain football team resident here… Anyway, it has its own China Town, its own Gay Village, and its very own, very frightening and very – for once – mapless shopping hub in the Arndale, which isn’t so much a shopping centre as a purchasing planet. If you imagine placing The Square, Blanchardstown, Liffey Valley and Dundrum Shopping into a blender, mixing them up and dumping the entire messy glob into Grafton Street, that’s pretty much the effect of the Arndale and Market Street. I had to postpone any shopping until tomorrow. Today was merely the reconnaisance.

Advent Calendar Post #11: Kamikaze Pedestrians December 16, 2008

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In a taxi into town today, driving down Westland Row and turning left onto Pearse Street. I was idly gazing out the passenger window, not really paying much attention – checking to see if anyone I knew was working out in the goldfish bowl that is the Trinity College gym. Seriously, who in their right mind thought it was a good idea to put a gym with enormous windows beside a busy street in Dublin City centre? It only encourages Peeping Toms who aren’t so much Peeping as Casually-Glancing-And-Can’t-Avoid-Seeing-The-Hot-Ladies Toms.
Anyway, the taxi driver must have been “casually glancing” just as I was. All of a sudden, from the right side of the road, four pedestrians came sprinting, or stumbling, all holding hands and dashed in front of the car, narrowly avoiding being killed. They smiled inanely and carried on their merry way. The driver remonstrated with me – and, as far as I’m aware, it wasn’t my fault they were idiots – all the way up Pearse Street.
Now, they looked Spanish – olive skin, brightly coloured backpacks, the fact that they were holding hands and giggling in the face of certain death, and, of course, they were chattering so loudly that I could hear them through the windscreen – but I’m sure the rules of the road are quite similar in Spain to those here. Not only is running out into moving traffic dangerous – if also a highly successful way of culling the weak in the species – but to be running in that sort of chain-fashion could have resulted in catastrophe if one had fallen or pulled back at the wrong moment. There must have been some sort of crazed kamikaze pact behind the whole thing. Anyway, that put the shakes on me for the rest of the day. I had to have a pizza for dinner tonight just to restore my faith in mankind’s genius…

Advent Calendar Post #10: BBC Sports Personality Of The Year and A Legend Says Goodbye December 14, 2008

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While our own Padraig Harrington was never going to win the BBC Overseas Sports Personality award in a category alongside Michael Phelps and winner Usain Bolt, it was fitting that Chris Hoy won the top award in Liverpool today. Despite the drug cheats and moments of shame, the Olympic Games still have an enormous power to delight and inspire us. In Beijing, Usain Bolt had the world smiling; it was impossible not to wonder at the exploits of Michael Phelps; the Irish boxers made us immensely proud; and, while the ceaseless British trumpeting of “Team GB” could get a little overpowering at times, the plaudits for the British Cycling Team were thoroughly merited.
The cyclists won three awards tonight: Coach of the Year, Team of the Year and, in Hoy, there could be few more deserving of the title Sports Personality of the Year. With three gold medals, the quiet Scot is the essence of sheer determination and professionalism. He is an inspiration not just to British youngsters but to any aspiring athlete. Hoy is not flashy; he shies away from the celebrity status which many sportsmen crave. He performs to the very highest standard in a sport which receives little attention yet which exerts immense physical pressure. Hoy’s victory today – a recognition of a year of victories – reminds us that, while the glamorous “mainstream” sports like football, rugby, golf and tennis occupy the majority of the back pages, there are a whole range of sports which require equal if not more superhuman effort. Chris Hoy’s victory is a victory for the “small” sports which have many unsung big heroes.

In Dubai today, the greatest golfer on the planet retired. If it was the greatest male player, Tiger Woods, it would be a front-page story. But this player is the brilliant Annika Sorenstam, the most elegant, successful and compelling lady golfer of the last 20 years and it barely makes shakes on the back pages. This lady is a force of nature, having won 90 tournaments worldwide since she turned pro 16 years ago including 10 majors and completing the career Grand Slam when she won the British Open in 2003. She became the first – and so far only – lady golfer to shoot 59 in 2001. She has 8 LPGA Tour money list titles, an astonishing 24 points in Solheim Cup competition and a whole host of awards over a glittering career. She also became the first female player to play in a PGA Tour event in nearly 60 years (since Babe Zaharias) when she competed at Colonial in 2003.  That same year she appeared in the Skins Game, a money-making event usually reserved for 4 PGA Tour players, where she finished 2nd. She is the only PGA or LPGA player to win the same event 5 years in a row and the only LPGA player to win the same major in 3 consecutive years. In 2005 she won 11 of 21 events entered, despite the end of her marriage to David Esch.

I could go on. If you want an idea of the immensity of Annika Sorenstam’s achievement, check out her Wikipedia page – it’s a small insight into the career of a golfing giant. With her huge success in the game, it is amazing that Sorenstam has decided to call it a day at age 38 but it was fitting that she closed her career with a birdie on the 18th hole and another top-10 finish. No player has dominated the female game quite like Sorenstam and, like Woods in the men’s game, she has revolutionised how the world views the lady’s game. She is a true sporting great and, were it not for her sex, she would be one of the names that trips of everyone’s tongue. It has been a pleasure to watch Annika Sorenstam’s star rise and shine in the golfing firmament. 16 short years but what a 16 years. Ní bheidh a leithéad ann arís.

Advent Calendar Post #9: Not-So-Dull Hull and ‘Allelujah Alexandra December 13, 2008

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Liverpool. I give up. There really is no team like them. 2-0 down after twenty minutes against Hull – at Anfield, I might add – and stormed back to 2-2 thanks largely to the footballing equivalent of a kick up the arse from Steven Gerrard. With a barnstorming display, the Reds were level by half-time and, by all accounts, should have been three or four goals ahead. The onslaught continued in the second half. A victory seemed assured. The goal that would seal it was surely coming.
No. Yet again. For the fourth time this year. A draw at Anfield against a team Liverpool should beat. Just when it looked like the wheels were back on the wagon with two 3-1 wins over Blackburn and PSV, Liverpool showed they still need to find the formula. This season has many games to go – Arsenal and Man United both drew today as well – but if Liverpool want to win the league, this simply must end. New Years resolution: Win games when they are there to win.
On a different note – a musical one, if you will – I turned on “The X-Factor” final today and, I must admit, the lure of human emotion and great music worked its magic. Aside from the constant self-congratulation of the production and the repetition upon repetition of “Carmina Burana” and Dermot O’Leary’s stock lines, the real stars were Eoghan Quigg, JLS and the eventual winner Alexandra Burke who were all superb. I began thinking “Oh, an Irishman” supporting Eoghan; I followed with a conversion to the harmony and ready-made star quality of JLS; however, with a stunning duet with Beyoncé and a heart-rending version of what I initially thought a disastrous choice of winner’s single, “Hallelujah”, Alexandra proved she was a worthy winner. JLS should and surely will have a long career in showbusiness, but Alexandra’s tears at the end of the show were enough to melt even the most hardened of anti-reality TV hearts!

Post-Script To Advent Calendar Post #6 December 12, 2008

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Mount Juliet declined to host the Irish Open today. Damn.

Advent Calendar Post #8: Counting Down And Out December 12, 2008

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An era ended today. For 26 years, Channel 4’s “Countdown” has been a mainstay of the afternoon television schedule and one of the most beloved and universal shows on our screens. From the youngest children who learn about numbers and letters to the teenagers just in from school, from the students dodging lectures to the housewives on a tea-break, from the pensioners keeping their brains active to the legions of fans who have followed the show since the beginning, everyone knows and most love “Countdown”. And anyone who knows “Countdown” knows Carol Vorderman.
Vorderman is a Cambridge graduate and a chess grandmaster who became the first female face to appear on Channel 4 on its very first day of broadcasting in 1982. In tandem with her partner in crime, the late Richard Whiteley, they set about building not just a programme, but an institution – not that they ever imagined they were doing so! The pair exuded a sense of warmth and fun, endeavouring to make the show always “kind and innocent”. When Whiteley died in 2005, Vorderman guided both Des Lynam and Des O’Connor through their stints in the chair. The original “Thinking Man’s Crumpet”, Carol has lined up the letters and solved sums for 4,500 shows, proving that beautiful women can be smart too!
Primary school finished at 3:40 each day in Kildare town. Our mother would collect Killian and me and would often make a stop at our Granny’s house on the way home – it’s only across a field from our own house and it’s where the stud farm which my mother manages is. On the days when my mother wasn’t free to collect us, Granny herself would pick us up. We didn’t have any of “The Channels” on our TV at home in those days, but Gran did, including Channel 4. Thus we were brought up on a diet of tea and figrolls, a warm fireplace in the sitting room, and staple, brain-building television in the form of “15 to 1″ followed by “Countdown”. Richard Whiteley and Carol Vorderman became familiar figures and the “Countdown” family became a reason to bring our family together.
Carol Vorderman has not had the easiest personal life, enduring two divorces. She still lives with her mother, the person who sent in the application form for her daughter to appear on the show in the first place. But for 26 years she has been a friendly face and a source of fun. She deserves her MBE for helping people to understand how she found numbers to be her friends and contributing to the mental wellbeing of us all. One cannot resist a warm and fuzzy feeling brought on by the sound of the “da-da, da-da, da da da da, BONG” of the “Countdown” theme music. From next year, Jeff Stelling of Sky Sports will move into the host’s chair with Rachel Riley, an unknown Oxford graduate replacing Carol in “the one cool maths job around”. That job has been made cool by Carol Vorderman who will always be irreplaceable.
Des O’Connor noted how touched he was by one of the tea-time teaser anagrams today being DESOSONG (Goodness). But there appears to have been a more touching in-joke in the conundrum today, which read ERACLOSES (Solution: Casserole).  Call me a geek, but CASSEROLE is also the closest thing to CAROL-LESS as you can get (cut those top two crossbars off the second E and you’re there). After today, our lives will be Carol-less, as far as our afternoons go anyway. It was hard work holding back the tears watching Vorderman weeping as she wished everyone goodbye – it’s one of those moments that make you appreciate the little things in life, the small things you take for granted. Familiarity didn’t breed contempt but content in the case of Carol Vorderman on “Countdown”. Rachel Riley has a tough act to follow and, after a quarter of a century at the top, Carol will always be the Countdown Queen. The words will always be “Consonant please, Carol”.

Advent Calendar Post #7: The Year Of The Rat December 11, 2008

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Another golf post, and just when you thought the Ryder Cup was done and dusted, not to be mentioned again for another 19 months, it surges back to the frontal lobes. That’s right, the Americans have announced their team captain for 2010, when the Cup will be contested in a field in Wales. Sorry, I mean, in Celtic Manor Hotel and Golf Resort.

The man of the moment is Corey Pavin. To some of our younger readers, that name won’t mean all that much. But to anyone who remembers the early 90s – through a haze of girl-bands and microwave meals – Corey Pavin is a name which commands respect. Never a long hitter or an elegant swinger, Pavin had an extraordinary ability to shape the ball – high or low, left or right, ugly or otherwise, Corey could play a mean game. His short game was wicked and when his putter was working, there were few better. His greatest career moment came in 1995 at Shinnecock Hills when he won the US Open, beating Greg Norman (I mean, who hasn’t…?) with a stunning 4-wood to 4 feet on the final green. No matter that he missed the putt, he didn’t need to hole it! A vertically-challenged wisp of a man, Pavin, over the course of his career, earned the nickname The Rat for being such a gritty competitor.

Pavin played in three Ryder Cups: 1991, 1993 and 1995. The first of these, the infamous War On The Shore at Kiawah Island, saw Pavin and Steve Pate team up in one game wearing Desert Storm hats, helping foster a feeling of ill-will between the two teams. The 1993 US team kept the Cup by winning on European soil at the Belfry, while Pavin won 4 points out of 5 in the American’s 1995 defeat at Oak Hill. He has one of the finer records among American players since 1985 with 8 wins and 5 defeats.

Pavin has mellowed somewhat in his older age, “finding God” so to speak and leading a prayer group on the US Tour. He was one of Tom Lehman’s vice-captains at the K Club in 2006 and, at 49, is surely casting one eye towards the Champions Tour. However, he won his 15th PGA Tour title at US Bank Championship in Milwaukee in July 2006, breaking the record for the lowest nine hole score at a PGA Tour event (26) in the process. He still plays a decent game and is a popular player. He has been on an American team which won away and  is a ferocious competitor despite his calmer demeanour. He will be a fine American captain. Europe better choose wisely! Or just call Rentokil…