You see, I knew the minute that I typed "Parnell Park" into Yelp that no-one would have reviewed the place. You can all wax lyrical about the joys of "Croker this" and "Hill 16 that", Parnell Park is the true home of Dublin GAA (this is also strictly true in the technical sense; for Croke Park is the national stadium and the headquarters of the GAA, while Parnell Park is Dublin's home ground and the home of the Dublin County Board).
It's grand for all the fair-weather fans supporting Dublin in the glamorous championship during the summer; where were they on the rainy night in February for the national league match against Roscommon?
I first became acquainted with Parnell Park when I was very young. We were still living in Killester, just down the road from the Nell, and I used to be able to hear the roars in my back garden on match days. As such, the place naturally held an immediate draw for me, and I used to make my Dad bring me down there, which, fair play to him, he did on a regular basis, despite him being a Tipperary man with a natural aversion to football. My nascent interest in the national game happened to coincide with a brief revival in Dublin's footballing fortunes. We got to the final in 1994, only to be beaten by Down, and we got to the final again in 1995, on which glorious day we beat Tyrone and lifted Sam for the first time in 12 years, a feat which, nearly 14 years later, we've yet to repeat since.
Since 1995, my love affair with the Dublin team has been noticeably cooling.
But there are some who don't go back to cutting the grass or doing whatever else people return to on Sundays having given it up between May and September. There are 2000-3000 hardcore Dublin fans who are at Parnell Park week in, week out throughout the national league, fans who don't stop following their team outside of the grand confines of Páirc an Chrócaigh.
So head down to Collins Avenue some Saturday or Sunday between January and the end of April to see a real GAA experience. read more