100 Words, 100 Days: Day 44. On Luck.

If you’ve heard the phrase “the luck of the Irish,” don’t believe a word of it.

We’re not known for our tennis stars (unlike Spain, Great Britain, the U.S. and even bloody Switzerland), but when one of our own qualifies for the main draw at the U.S. Open and earns a chance to play World No.1 Novak Djokovic, the makings of a David and Goliath story are clear and present.

Until, that is, a dose of food poisoning rather than a forehand lob fells poor Conor Niland. If it wasn’t for bad luck, some of us would have no luck at all.


7 responses to “100 Words, 100 Days: Day 44. On Luck.

  1. Growing up in a home that labled itself Irish, despite the name Scott (which I’ve been told is common in Ireland as well), I’d always been given the impression that the “Luck of the Irish” was a way of describing bad luck.

    So, I turn to an expert. Is this so, grammatically?

  2. I always thought the term meant the Irish had Guinness before the rest of the world.

  3. That’s horrible, James.
    I also hope you guys do better in the World Cup.
    Although (I don’t mean to be cruel) I think it’s a toss up between South Africa (the reigning champs), the All Blacks (who have a very strong team) and naturally, those bloody Ozzies.


  4. Yeah, I follow rugby after my visit to SA.
    Football (American football, not soccer) is too much like politics these days anyway…

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