Wait'll you hear what somebody told me at the Birther Rally the other day ...
More xenophobic nonsense from the Independent’s resident hick hack, but the real highlight is – of course – yet another gratuitous plug for Dolphin RFC. Oh, haven’t you heard? The hooker on the Irish U20s is from Dolphin, Fergburger’s club. Better find a way to get that in somewhere. Continue reading
This week’s Gossip From The Mart is brought to you by the letter X.
X is for Xylophone 
(from the Greek words ξύλον — xylon, “wood”[1] + φωνή —phonē, “sound, voice”, meaning “wooden sound”) is a musical instrument in the percussion family that consists of wooden (not steel) bars struck by mallets. Continue reading
Save Us Obi-Wan, You're Our Only Hope - Fergburger's suggested headline
The Mole isn’t the most quarter-backly of operators [his best work brings to mind the Simpsons daytime movie, ‘Leper in the Backfield’], but he can certainly recognize a media blitz when he sees one lined up on the other side of the press’ line of scrimmage. Continue reading
Seriously. Just have a read of this. Continue reading
Fergburger on nationalism, localism, parochialism, jingoism etc.
If there’s one thing Fergburger doesn’t like, it’s Johnny Foreigners. Continue reading
Fergburger lays the rule over international opensides.
Richie McCaw will be gutted. Continue reading
Stop calling "Miss 1"
What with Dublin and Kerry serving up a classic All Ireland final and the country in recession, the Independent has chosen to stay with the 70s theme and reignite the out-half debate. Continue reading
Wait'll you hear what somebody told me in Fergburger last night ...
HOLD THE PRESSES: Continue reading
Wait'll You Hear What Somebody Told Me In Coppers ...
Priceless comments from Gamblor and celebrity-confidant-to-the-stars Farmer Farrelly in today’s Gossip From The Mart. Continue reading
Digging Like a Demented Mole 