You walked off the pitch holding your hurley and helmet in a rotten mood. "Yeah I'll be there in a minute." You told Gibsie as you walked to the changing rooms.

Your camogie team had just lost against Ballingarry and you were so pissed. The ref was so shit he kept giving Ballingarry frees.

Once you put your boots, hurley and helmet in the boot of his car and you sat in the front seat as Gibsie started the car.