Today I went to my first Irish Hurling match and, interestingly, it wasn’t what I expected; namely a group of guys propped up outside a Dublin pub seeing how far away the bucket needed to be to catch their … ummm … hurl. To me, hurling seems like a cross between field hockey and quidditch (minus the flying). It’s fast, dangerous and I’m surprised more people aren’t killed or at least permanently maimed!
