Great Sports!

The exodus from one side of Dublin 4 to the other began at break-time, and though we lost a few stragglers in the meandering back allies and cow-paths 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 teachers, enthusiastically shouting ‘Go!’ and ‘Foul!’ for the umpteenth time; and, of course, hordes of tuckshop-fueled adolescents, bouncing up-and-down with adrenaline 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!