I wrote it under the heading of ‘Me and my best friend, Jack.’ Jack, with the naivety of a ten year old and his limitless faith in his granddad, felt certain that Mayo would win. Once again, Mayo came up short by a single point to the great Dublin team; 1-17 to 1-16. We were getting constant messages including one from a great Mayo friend who travels from abroad for every Mayo visit to Croker. Ask me or my best friend, Jack …!