Great Sports!

The exodus from one side of Dublin 4 to the other began at breaktime, and though we lost a few stragglers in the meandering back allies and cowpaths of Ringsend and Irishtown, most of the students eventually arrived at he splendid sporting facilities of Irishtown Stadium, ready to enthusiastically take part in one of our most eagerly anticipated yearly rituals: St. Conleth’s Senior School Sportsday.  All the usual suspects were there: Gavin ‘Gav’ Maguire, witty yet deadly efficient Head of All Sport and Master of Ceremonies; Mr. Keenan, our rightly selective Bestower of Medals; the famous Herbots Belgian Waffle franchise; various teachers, now old hands at their various athletic stations; and, of course, hordes of waffle-fuelled adolescents, bouncing up-and-down with adrenalin and competitive zeal.  This last group spent the day, or at least the mid-afternoon, running, jumping and throwing things with glee and either winning or cheering (and laughing) as others took their turns.  Yes, we said running

 

 

jumping…

 

 

throwing…

 

 

winning…

 

 

or just hanging out!