The last time Donegal played Derry in an Ulster final this blogger decided, in his childhood bewilderment, to stay at home and watch his favourite ever golfer, Justin Rose, try to win the British Open as an amateur. Rose's story is an example of just how much of a struggle professional sport is. His fourth place finish as a 17 year old is still his best major finish; Young Tom Lewis take note.
Alas, if witnessing Rose’s efforts fall short was disappointing, Joe Brolly's last minute goal was too much for one 8 year old to take, and he promptly stormed off to his room. Whilst big Geoffrey McGonigle will be long remembered in the McDaid household (he came off the bench to set up the goal), Brolly holds a place alongside greats like Will Greenwood, scorer of England’s last try in their grand slam win in Dublin; John Higgins, victor over Doherty in the 1998 world snooker final; Paul Scholes who scored the goal that killed Newcastle United’s chances of winning the ‘99 FA Cup final; and Tarzan O'Brien, for the audacity of taking an FAI Cup off Finn Harps. All people who have brought tears to my eyes and taught me a valuable life lesson; sport is a heartless bitch.
Both Donegal and Derry come into this game with not only the opportunity to win the Ulster title, but to set down the marker that September truly beckons for this team. A Derry win, minus the two Bradleys, would strike fear into most teams. Another win for Donegal's "system" will have managers all over the country wondering how to overcome a sleeper hold. With the losers to face Meath or Kildare, the second chance does not look too appetizing. Those of you expecting a classic, look away now.