My son was playing a football match, but it wasn’t any ordinary game it was an all Ireland final. My son was playing wonderfully well. It was like he was hungry and he was hunting but for the ball.
It reminded me of a time when I was in a football all Ireland final.
At halftime, the other team was panting like dogs because my son’s team were too fast for them. The score was at halftime was 1-2 to 0-4 so our team was beating them by a point.
In the second half things changed. In the final minute there was a penalty for us and we needed a goal because at this stage we were losing by two points.