South Dublin’s favourite son thought he could face any challenge – until he was asked to cross the bridge over the River Dargle.
For Ross O’Carroll-Kelly – schools rugby hero, celebrated bon vivant and lover of beautiful women – life has suddenly become complicated.
His father has been accused of rigging a General Election, his seventy-year-old mother is about to bring six surrogate babies into the world, and his daughter is being hailed as ‘Ireland’s answer to Greta Thunberg’, telling everyone who cares to listen that the end of the world is nigh.
As if that wasn’t bad enough, the Greatest Rugby Player Never to Play for Ireland has a nagging sense that he has to more to contribute to the beautiful game.
Now he’s been offered a job coaching an underachieving school who’ve been waiting almost a century for their moment of glory. The challenge is to persuade a collection of jokers, chokers and forty-a-day smokers that they have what it takes to win the Leinster Schools Senior Cup.
The only drawback … the school is in Bray!
Praise for the Ross O’Carroll-Kelly series:
‘Ross is a national institution … wicked humour and sharp observation‘ Irish Times
‘One of the funniest writers in the land‘ Irish Independent
‘Extraordinarily accurate and outstandingly funny‘ Sunday Business Post
‘If I’ve learned one thing,’ the late, great Father Fehily used to say, ‘it’s that life, families and rugby balls don’t always behave the way you want them to!’ Looking at my life, I’d have to say, the dude wasn’t wrong. My old man had been caught rigging a General Election. My old dear was about to become a seventy-year-old mother of six. And Honor was walking around in a yellow rain mac, telling everyone that the end of the world was coming. It was enough to drive a man to the brink. The only simple thing in my life was my new job as the Head Coach of Presentation College Bray – which is saying something given that I had to try to turn a collection of jokers, chokers and forty-a-day smokers into a team capable of winning the school’s first Leinster Schools Senior Cup in nearly ninety years. And while Father Fehily would have been spinning in his grave, I soon found myself falling in love – with the town I loathed.
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