Our well-known, easily recognizable sports reporter is approaching Croke Park where he is hailed by a ticketless fan desperate to see the Hurling final. Des tells the fan that he can't do anything for him. Des feels bad. Then, like a bolt of lightning, who should Des next run in to, none other than Bertie himself. And, he's got a ticket, but no one to give it to.
So, Des remembers the poor soul outside the gate with no ticket and he gets Bertie's ticket for him. Des, of course, tells the country about this great bit of good fortune for Cork man DD Mulcahy. At the same time, we're all learning – again – what a great guy Bertie is. Just when the polls were looking really bad for Bertie, we get that little reminder that he's 'just like one of us'.
I'm sure all of this is just a coincidence, but I'd love to imagine that Mr. Mulcahy was a participant in a little play set up by the Taoiseach. "The most skilful, the most devious, the most cunning of them all".
