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Giovanni Trapattoni brought the curtain down on his year’s work when he addressed the Sunday newspapers in the Clarion Hotel at Dublin Airport last Thursday morning.
Technically, Trap will be working hard between now and the end of the year.
If you ask the Football Association of Ireland (FAI), they’ll tell you that he’s always looking at players, looking at DVDs, looking at the permutations ahead of the final year of his current contract in 2011.
It was the sort of day the kids from Dunshaughlin will remember for the rest of their lives and, thankfully, it lived up to expectations.
Sunday was FAI Cup final day in Ireland. Sunday was the day our local Dunshaughlin Youths Football Club, of which I am chairman I have to admit, resurrected our annual trip to the biggest match in the domestic soccer calendar.
Okay, so that’s stretching it a little bit. We’ve gone to the FAI Cup final as a club twice before, for the last two deciders at the old Lansdowne Road.
So I’ll ask you to forgive me if you think we have gone down this particular road before. I’m sure we have done, and I’m fairly certain it wasn’t too long ago.
See, there I was last Friday afternoon, sitting in the boardroom at the FAI’s headquarters in Abbotstown and trying my very best to go quietly about my business.
He is also someone you don’t say no to. Ever.
I knew that much on a very wet and windy night some 22 years ago or so when Dermot invited me to walk out of the Tolka Park dressing-rooms with him.
