The way we were

This week, a prehistory lesson for all the kids. Before hurling began in 1998, there was a competition that was analagous to the National League that we won in 2007. This competition ran for a couple of rounds in November before a break and resumption in the spring. So when the GAA adjusted this competition for the new recorded era, there was a gap in the market for a little competitive inter-county hurling in the winter.

Thus was born the South East League, a two group round robin competition with a Grand Final in, uh, Walsh Park. Certainly the trophy was very grand, and it’s fair to say that when Waterford won it in 1998 it seemed a big deal. The myths and sagas of prehistory suggest that Waterford were not very good  at winning anything (this being prehistory, there are no records of such a state of affairs) so to win something was a marvellous thing.

Twelve years on it doesn’t seem to matter as much, partly because the notion of a ‘Waterford Crystal Cup’ is so poignant, but mostly because we’ve got bigger fish to fry. You’d rather win than not win, so last Sunday’s result against Clare was nice. But when even the winning manager is scoffing at the outcome, you know something isn’t right. Roll on the final against UCC, and may the best B team win.