| MUL'S DIARY ... part two | |||||
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Connacht captain John Muldoon is counting the minutes down to the opening game of the tour against the All-Blacks, but he has other responsibilities off the field……..
Wednesday Wally really embraced the role and left no stone unturned. The options were golf, shopping, cinema, sky tower, sleeping and eating (for props!!), bungee jumping off the harbour bridge (absolutely no chance I was doin that, Portumna Bridge would be too high), sailing and for the management a visit to a vineyard to check out the local wines. But as I mentioned the last day we had Troy and Eimear as our host for the day. They were perfect hosts and we had a very good day. We saw some sights, shopped, ate and basically just hung out and enjoyed our day off. We finished off the day with a lovely romantic meal … for five! New Plymouth is a lot like Galway, I reckon. It's on the west coast with big winds and seemingly a lot of rain. And there was I thinking it was gonna be a few months before I'd see those conditions again.. After a short flight we arrived to a welcome from the local mayor and also a song from local Maoris. Our management played a joke on us telling us that we had to sing back to them after, and that they would be highly insulted if we didn't. I had to physically hold Sean Cronin back as he wanted to do a solo efford and he was quite annoyed afterwards. I think he was going to do a number by Lady Gaga. Thankfully, our bagman Rala (Paddy O’Reilly) came to our rescue and belted out ‘The Contender’, before our manager rescued the whole situation and cut him short after hearing enough for one day. Sean and myself are head of cinema club so it's our duty to keep the lads happy tonight. These are not an easy group to please. They expect everything done for them … reviews of films, tickets booked, taxis sorted to and from cinema. And they are not too happy unless they get gold club — which basically means there's a waitress there to bring your popcorn to you etc. As I said, they’re hard please. Not so easy when you’re in a three-screen cinema! I want to be in the dressing room already. I feel like a seven-year-old on Christmas morning. The anticipation is killing me … Hurry on Santa, I'm ready … |
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