Day 24 of the Word Bohemia challenge…
Teddy’s head thumped. So many vague memories of last night. They’d stuck him in the cup, a big round silver thing, with blue ribbons hanging off its noble handles. Everything had been blue; everybody wore blue, or had blue painted on their face, or wore blue wigs and hats.
And so much singing. ‘Molly Malone’, ‘The Auld Triangle’, ‘Dublin in the Rare Ould Times’… someone had even roared out ‘Ain’t No Mountain High Enough’. Flashbacks were no help to Teddy now. He had to figure out how to get down off this wire. How had this happened? The last he remembered, he’d been in Merrion Square, being passed around a group of excited Dubliners, before he got up on the stage with the team.
This whole thing was just like the Zoo all over again.
He found his bearings. Gravestones! Dear God, what had happened? And this bloody wire he’d found his ear tag attached to. They’d be missing him at home, too. Jack pretended, but everyone knew he couldn’t sleep without Teddy.
Teddy inched himself further along the line. He really didn’t think he could handle another Dublin All-Ireland.