England 16 : Ireland 20
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27 de febrero de 2010
16 de enero de 2010
Six Nations 2010
| Date | Time | Home | Away | |||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6th Feb 10 | 14:30 | Ireland | v | Italy | ||
| 6th Feb 10 | 17:00 | England | v | Wales | ||
| 7th Feb 10 | 15:00 | Scotland | v | France | ||
| 13th Feb 10 | 14:00 | Wales | v | Scotland | ||
| 13th Feb 10 | 16:30 | France | v | Ireland | ||
| 14th Feb 10 | 14:30 | Italy | v | England | ||
| 26th Feb 10 | 20:00 | Wales | v | France | ||
| 27th Feb 10 | 13:30 | Italy | v | Scotland | ||
| 27th Feb 10 | 16:00 | England | v | Ireland | ||
| 13th Mar 10 | 14:30 | Ireland | v | Wales | ||
| 13th Mar 10 | 17:00 | Scotland | v | England | ||
| 14th Mar 10 | 14:30 | France | v | Italy | ||
| 20th Mar 10 | 14:30 | Wales | v | Italy | ||
| 20th Mar 10 | 17:00 | Ireland | v | Scotland | ||
| 20th Mar 10 | 19:45 | France | v | England |
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15 de diciembre de 2009
16 de junio de 2009
21 de marzo de 2009
17 de marzo de 2009
15 de marzo de 2009
O'Driscoll, where are you?
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14 de marzo de 2009
What it means to be in an Irish Family
1) You will never play professional basketball.
2) You swear very well.
3) At least one of your cousins is a fireman, cop, bar owner, funeral home owner or holds political office. And you have at least one aunt who is a nun or uncle who's a priest..
4) You think you sing very well.
5) You have no idea how to make a long story short!
6) There isn't a big difference between you losing your temper or killing someone...
7) Much of your childhood meals were boiled. Instant potatoes were a mortal sin.
8) You have never hit your head on a ceiling.
9) You spent a good portion of your childhood kneeling in prayer.
10) You're strangely poetic after a few beers.
11) You are, therefore, poetic a lot.
12) You will be punched for no good reason...a lot.
13) Some punches directed at you are from legacies of past generations.
14) Many of your sisters and/or cousins are named Mary, Catherine or Eileen ... and there is at least one member of your family with the full name of Mary Catherine Eileen .
15) Someone in your family is very generous. It is more than likely you.
16) You may not know the words, but that doesn't stop you from singing.
17) You can't wait for the other guy to stop talking before you start talking.
18) You're not nearly as funny as you think you are ... but what you lack in talent, you make up for in frequency.
19) There wasn't a huge difference between your last wake and your last keg party.
20) You are, or know someone, named Murph.
21) If you don't know Murph then you know Mac. If you don't know Murph or Mac then you know Sully . Then you probably know McMurphy.
22) You are genetically incapable of keeping a secret.
23) You have Irish Alzheimer's... you forget every thing but the grudges!
24) 'Irish Stew' is a euphemism for 'boiled leftovers.'
25) All of your losses are alcohol-related (loss of driver's license, loss of money, loss of job, loss of significant other, loss of
teeth from a punch...) but it never stops you from drinking.
26) Your skin's ability to tan.... not so much.
27) You met your husband/wife/significant other/accountant/lawyer/landscaper/etc. in a bar/pub.
28) Childhood remedies for the common cold often included some form of whiskey.
29) There's no leaving a family party without saying goodbye for at least 45 minutes.
30) At this very moment, you have at least two relatives who are not speaking to each other (not fighting, mind you), just not speaking to each other.
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28 de febrero de 2009
It's lonely at the top
Ireland 14 - 13 EnglandPor un poquito así. Con dos penales de O'Gara, y un drop y un try de O'Driscoll quien fue declarado Man of the Match.
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27 de febrero de 2009
For now, let's cling to a hope
LadbrokesHoy Francia le ganó a Gales.
Mañana Escocia-Italia (definen la cuchara de madera)
Irlanda-Inglaterra (en Croke Park) preparando las gargantas para cantar Fields of Athenry.
By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young girl calling
Micheal they are taking you away
For you stole Trevelyn's corn
So the young might see the morn.
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay.
Low lie the Fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry.
By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young man calling
Nothing matter Mary when your free,
Against the Famine and the Crown
I rebelled they ran me down
Now you must raise our child with dignity.
Low lie the Fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry.
By a lonely harbor wall
She watched the last star falling
As that prison ship sailed out against the sky
Sure she'll wait and hope and pray
For her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry.
Low lie the Fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry.
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15 de febrero de 2009
8 de febrero de 2009
26 de enero de 2009
On the rocks? No. Bien caliente.
Hace unos años estuve en una degustación de whiskeys, y el representante de Pernod Ricard para Argentina me enseñó esta receta que hoy aparece en el Eurolatinpress's Weblog:
JAMESON RESCATA “HOT IRISH”, UN CÓCTEL CALIENTE PARA ROMPER CON EL FRÍO
- John Jameson rescató esta receta irlandesa del S. XVIII para combatir las escalofriantes noches en alta mar contra los piratas.
- El duro invierno que estamos sufriendo está poniendo de actualidad una receta convertida hoy en día en uno de los escasos cócteles calientes que existen.
Se trata del mítico “Hot Irish”, una legendaria receta irlandesa, que cuenta con una sugerente historia a sus espaldas y que, en inviernos especialmente gélidos como el que este año ha llegado e nuestro país, ayuda a combatir el intenso frío.
Esta receta, conservada y transmitida durante generaciones de padres a hijos en Irlanda, donde la temperatura media no supera los 5 grados en invierno, ha servido tradicionalmente a los irlandeses para calentar el espíritu y soportar sin problema las bajas temperaturas de su país.
Hace más de dos siglos, John Jameson rescató la popular receta y se extendió casi como una bebida nacional. Los ingredientes de este combinado creado a base de auténtico whiskey irlandés Jameson, son, además del whiskey, el clavo, limón natural y una cucharadita de azúcar moreno. Todo mezclado y servido bien caliente, se convierte en un remedio eficaz contra las bajas temperaturas, y una delicia para el paladar.
La pequeña historia detrás de la receta es curiosa: Cuenta la leyenda que el “Hot Irish” fue utilizado por la familia Jameson, que dedicaron su vida a luchar contra los piratas y a los que ayudaba tomar “Hot Irish” muy caliente, para soportar las escalofriantes noches en alta mar. Se puede decir, que este remedio fue de gran ayuda para terminar con la piratería de Irlanda y gracias a esta heroica hazaña, la Reina les otorgó el lema “Sine Metu” (Sin Miedo). Como prueba de esta distinción, a día de hoy se mantiene esa frase en las botellas del whiskey irlandés Jameson.
Receta:
· 1 parte de Jameson
· 3 partes de agua caliente
· Una rodaja de limón
· 3 clavos (especia clavo de olor)
· 2 cucharadas de azúcar morena
Elaboración:
· Poner el whiskey Jameson y el azúcar en un vaso. Incrustar 3 clavos en la rodaja de limón y colocar dentro del vaso. Añadir el agua hirviendo y remover hasta que el azúcar se haya disuelto. Servir inmediatamente.
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24 de diciembre de 2008
20 de marzo de 2008
Indifference
I don't mind if the government falls
Implements more futile laws
I don't care if the nation stalls
And I don't care at all
Implements more futile laws
I don't care if the nation stalls
And I don't care at all
15 de marzo de 2008
D-1 for St. Patrick's Day
(Far away) I'm sad to say I must be on my way
So buy me beer and whiskey cause Im going far away (Far away)
Id like to think of me returning when I can
To the greatest little boozer and to Sally MacLennane.
So buy me beer and whiskey cause Im going far away (Far away)
Id like to think of me returning when I can
To the greatest little boozer and to Sally MacLennane.
10 de marzo de 2008
7 de marzo de 2008
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