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“Yeah.” Shaking her head, she fell into position, flanking me as I took up the front for the clash of the ash. “It’s all good.”
“Don’t worry, Lynchy,” Ricey drawled, taking up position next to Molloy. “I’ll be really gentle with our girl here.”
His comments earned him a hurley to the shin, courtesy of our girl. “Don’t do me any favors, asshole.”
Yeah, she didn’t need my protection.
My girl could handle herself on the pitch.
Molloy possessed all of the skills and temperament to make her a proficient hurler. With a hurley in her hand, and a stony expression on her face, it was as clear as day that Ricey was fucked.
“Stop shouldering me, Aoife.”
“Stop being a little bitch, Paul.”
“Keep it up and I’ll knock you on your ass.”
“Try it and I’ll ram this hurley up the highest part of your hole.”
Smothering a laugh, I turned my attention back to Alec, who I was marking, and waited for Mr. Ryan to blow his whistle.
“Take it handy on me,” my friend grumbled, shouldering me to get in a superior position. “I’m nursing one bastard of a hangover, Lynchy.”
“No bother, Al.”
The minute the whistle was blown, and the sliotar was thrown in, it was on.
“I said take it handy,” Alec complained, losing his hurl in the clash as I secured the sliotar for our team, breaking free on a run. “Show-off!”
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Half an hour later, our team were running away with the game, having gone clear out of sight on the scorecard and causing Mr. Ryan to make the decision to switch up positions. “Joey, swap over with Alec.”
“That’s bullshit,” Podge argued, throwing his hurley down. “He’s our best player, and that lazy bastard over there is barely moving.”
“Hey! I told you I had a bad pint last night,” Al huffed.
“Exactly,” Ryan snapped. “Let’s make it a fair game.”
“I resent that,” Alec panted, breathless. “My hole is like a volcanic onion ring. You’re damn lucky I’m even kitted out.”
“Paul, take Alec,” our teacher instructed. “Joey, take Aoife.”
“You’re putting him on a girl?” Podge choked out, outraged. “How in the name of Christ is that fair?”
“Don’t be sexist.”
“I’m not being sexist.”
“Yes, you are. It’s fair because that girl is his girl.”
“Oh!” Podge’s eyes lit up. “I take it all back, sir. You’re a genius.”
“Don’t even think about going easy on her,” Ricey warned, jogging past me to take up position next to Alec.
“Get fucked,” I called back, jogging over to where my girlfriend was standing. “Molloy.”
“Joey,” she acknowledged. “Nice moves.”
