Mud Larks

Well I had thought last weekend's match was down and dirty, until today. The match shouldn't really have been played, but the visitors had come all the way up from Kerry, so it went ahead. After five minutes I have no idea how the referee told one team from the other, as all were caked in mud from head to toe. In case anyone had a spot left untouched the muddy day post-match ritual of diving in the wettest spot by all, including their coach Nev , a hardy South African, left the washing machines with plenty to work on. A few here .