As Nick Hornby would explain, you can’t change your team, can you?

Jim McGuinness has been portrayed as chancer-in-chief of modern GAA coaching, a snake-oil salesman.

Part of Jim McGuinness’ success is in the aura he projects  but on Sunday he faces the county least susceptible to that kind of stuff.

Is the Tactics Era at an end and has the Age of Talent returned?

The Kerry manager’s Golden Cleric speech was a belter, even if none of his critics are condemned to working with pygmies in the South Seas like one of Father Ted’s sworn enemies.

Sorry, starting to sound like Conspiracy Jim there. Then again, just because you are paranoid doesn’t mean everyone isn’t out to get you.

It feels like a league with the profile of Ireland’s is going to have to get used to multi-club ownership issues.

Crying over a missed penalty at 39? Pull yourself together man. Blubbing over winning a tournament at 40? Ah come here you lovely big lummox.

To paraphrase JFK, we choose to finish second in our World Cup qualifying group and scrape through the playoffs not because it is easy, but because it is hard.

For all the abuses and corruptions the beautiful game had to endure, it seemed that the universe would deliver PSG a measure of slapstick comeuppance to balance things up. Days away from the Champions League final, that seems to have changed.