Bonaly, like Mayo, enjoyed success but somehow never quite achieved the ultimate heights predicted for her. Her time has long gone, and Mayo now have to wait another 12 months to shake off their similar ‘bridesmaid’ label.
While changes in legislation have meant civil unions are now taking place at hallowed Croke Park, the union of Mayo and Sam Maguire, by civil or other means, is today as far away as ever.
So what has Sam got against us Mayo people as bedfellows? Surely we must be top of the country’s ‘best lovers table’ at this stage, our enduring romanticism carrying us with love and hope to Croke Park at every asking for the grand union with Sam, those thousands of hearts cruelly cast aside before regrouping to set out to woo Maguire again.
Over the past week we have celebrated the anticipation of a win. ‘The Green and Red of Mayo’ has rung out across the county, but today croi, oh mo croi, is briste. Sam Maguire is going international this week as he lives it up at ‘Las Vegas in the hills of Donegal’. Make mine a moonshine in Mayo. You can keep your moonlight.
While romantic Mayo got caught up in the fervour of the pre-match warm up the rest of the country, it would appear, had put their house on a Donegal win.