It’s not often I get to see Tyrone play live in the flesh, due to being in London most of the time. However, this weekend I got to watch a now mostly clean-shaven team do battle against Kerry at Healy Park, Omagh – rather than my usual match-watching haunts of the Erris, Toolans or the Wishing Well in NorthFinchley.
Suffice to say the better team won. Kerry took their chances, while Tyrone caught all the wrong balls.
On one particular occasion quite literally.
Maybe getting rid of the beards wasn’t such a good idea.