Cabin fever cure

I had no intention of going out last night, but as the hours went past cabin fever took hold, and by seven o'clock I was practically sprinting down O'Connell Street to the Grand Central pub. I caught a bit of the cricket action too. We didn't do that badly, considering the Irish team are part timers and had to call their bosses for more time off when they got to the Super 8.

So I'm spending yet another Saturday hungover but I don't feel that sorry for myself, because Daisy was with us last night and is working today! What a trooper.

Ireland vs England cricket world cup

Writing is done for the day so I'm free to follow the Ireland vs England cricket match on the Guardian. It's the 5th over and Ireland have got two wickets already!

Ireland vs Pakistan cricket match to be reviewed

Say it ain't true...

A cricket miracle

When I staggered out of bed this morning, I cast a very hungover eye over the news headlines and was pleasantly stunned by the news that Ireland knocked Pakistan out of the Cricket World Cup. Apparently one of the biggest upsets in the sport's history, St Patrick is obviously a fan of the sport. Shame he couldn't work his magic to help Ireland win the Six Nations, but I think France deserved their win. And why would you put your hand to a few extra points if you can work a miracle?

But of course the Irish team didn't need a miracle at all as they played inspired cricket by all reports. Cricket is not a popular game in Ireland - many Irish people were unaware that Ireland were in the World Cup - but I hedge a bet that cricket fever will infect the nation and provide the Irish team with the mainstream support I think they deserve.

Had a great time yesterday but am paying for it now. Was worth it though!

*Update: if Ireland beating Pakistan wasn't weird enough, there are reports that England have dropped Freddy Flintoff after he was, allegedly, rescued from a capsized pedalo at 4am on Saturday. Paddy's Day strikes again!