When I was a nipper visiting the old country, my uncle took me to see the red men at the hurling.Antrim man myself Jinky, but prefer the small balls. The fastest/greatest field sport in the world, Hurling.
TV doesn't do it justice. The pace was mental and the hits were feckin brutal. It was the skill that got me though, deft wee flicks and taps. Keepie-ups and the accuracy in getting that wee thing up the field.
Terrifying being a spectator though........especially when that wee missile was coming towards your general direction.