Live to Fight Another Day
My college days, as for many third level students, are a bit of a blur. A disproportionate amount of evenings were spent in the various public houses and nightclubs of Cork City. Blotched memories of drinking €2 pints in the Maltings, dancing in Fast Eddie’s and some harmless boyish horseplay in Gorby’s remind of my time in living in the ‘Real Capital’, as the locals like to call it. One Monday night however, myself and three of my esteemed colleagues decided to leave all the drunken debotchary behind us and take in some local culture: Stand in The Shed at Turner’s Cross for a Cork City game. View full article »
