Monday, June 29th
Some very, very sore heads in the Midlands after Westmeath’s footballers had beaten Meath to book a place in the Leinster final against Dublin.
It was a hell of a thing, and following hot on the heels of this jubilant, dancing Irish dad we had these two boys in Boston going through every single one of the emotions.
What’ll happen if they go on and win the bloody thing?
Elsewhere, RTÉ (and the BBC) got an awful shock when they lost the rights to host the Olympic Games. It’ll all be ok as long as they can show Katie Taylor beating the bejaysus out of all comers, we say, and the sub-ten seconds it takes to run the 100m final.
Beyond that, colour this writer unbothered.
Finally, we started the week off by meeting Arnold Schwarzenegger (puts on smug face).
Tuesday, June 30th
Every now and again a headline writes itself that captures everything that is great about the world. That headline is…
DART services interrupted by a naked man wandering on the tracks.
A Dublin couple were photobombed by a giraffe but, then again, who hasn’t been?
We also put out a poll to find Ireland’s favourite ice cream, and you’ll be amazed at the results! (sorry to get all clickbaity there. We don’t know what came over us. It was an Iceberger.)
Wednesday, July 1st
Jose Aldo had pulled out of UFC 189 and Conor McGregor was clearly not impressed, trash talking like there was no tomorrow and promising to divorce Chad Mendes – Aldo’s replacement – from his own head.
We have another week of this coming our way. Isn’t it great? Ugh.
It might be time for the Notorious to relax and build himself a FIFA fort. No, it’s not some boobytrapped fortress for Sepp to hide in and keep the Feds out – it’s something far, far better than that.
Thursday, July 2nd
At this point, we interrupt our weekly round up of the best stuff on JOE to bring you the one subject everybody in the country was talking about this week – from screaming babies to angry pensioners.
(Imaginary drumroll…) The bloody heat.
Jose Aldo broke his silence and managed to offend not only Conor McGregor but the entire Irish population. Yes, we enjoy a pint but we like plenty more besides, such as… ehm… actually, he was right, wasn’t he?
Paddy Power wound people up by doing something cheeky, controversial and their schtick is not getting one bit old.
Imagine the fun old Paddy would have had with Fidelma Healy-Eames if he’d just waited a few hours. The senator’s refusal to learn even the basics of modern life actually impresses us, in a strange kind of way.
Whiffy, anyone?
Friday, June 3rd
It doesn’t happen often, but there are days when the square root of absolutely f**k all happens. Friday was that day.
Sure, we had a man wearing a pair of jeans during a club hurling match, while they may as well pack up the bin challenges now as St. Johnstone – curiously the only team in England or Scotland’s leagues with a ‘J’ in their name – went absolutely ballistic with the best effort we’ve seen.
Miss Bikini Ireland showed up, all nicely colour co-ordinated for Independence Day (a day early), but really it was a day for complaining about the heat, eating ice cream and getting out the work hammocks.
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