A few weeks ago, my husband and I went to "The Field" - the Irish bar downtown which seemed to be the only bar showing the All-Ireland Gaelic football champion game. It was 7am, early, on a Sunday but we weren't the only ones there braving the $20 entry (ouch!) and drinking Guinness and eating a traditional Irish breakfast "fry".
The big deal was that P's County Down made the finals for the first time since the early 1990s so there was no way he was going to miss this. He even made his Da' send him a shirt with the Down colors and emblem.
Well, we were highly outnumbered by the Corks (the southerners) and P tricked me into trying "Black Pudding" - which he later told me was made out of coagulated blood. Oh...my...gawd. I guess I am on Team Edward now.
Gaelic football is extremely interesting. They can use their hands as well so it's somewhat like soccer but quicker-paced with more scoring. Also, worth noting is that these are not professionals but athletes actually from the Counties themselves. Such as "Number 7 is a dentist in Newry" - - they are really just lads from your county neighborhoods so it lends a huge pride to have them represent in the All-Ireland.
Sad to say, after leading the first half the North lost by a couple points. But 'twas still a great time hearing all the Irish accents, the cheers and sitting next to the Catholic priest....
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