Diary of a Dub

  Diary of a Dub…for the greatest Jack there ever was. A heartfelt tribute to a lifelong Dublin supporter, father, mentor, and proud Cuala man, spanning 60 years of GAA memories from Hill 16 in the 1960's to a five‑in‑a‑row. The traditions, humour, and love that bind a Dublin family The Greatest Jack There Ever Was In hallowed words of wise old Frank, the end is indeed near. All good things must come to an end. Fifteen years later and it feels like the road has run its course. I never for once thought how long this road might be when it began all those years ago. However, it feels right, and it feels right now. A chapter closing so to speak. And like all chapters, as one ends, a new one begins. It has taken me over a year to muster the courage to write these words, and it’s been over two years since the Diary last published. A lot has transpired in that time. 2024 saw me spend months writing a eulogy that I never spoke, and, on reflection, that was part of the healing proc...