PicA While virtually all hurling folk can agree that the dismissal of Dublin’s Ryan O’Dwyer was harsh in the  extreme at Croke Park on Sunday last, it’s difficult not to gush a little over Jimmy Barry Murphy’s latest  hurling achievement.
Alongside Nicky English, JBM was the supreme hurling entertainer of the 1980s, and had, in the  previous decade also proven his footballing brilliance when he was in the full flush of youth.
Irrespective of one’s allegiance, Jimmy Barry Murphy has, and one suspects always shall be, a figure of  universal admiration within the GAA world. And should his second coming as Cork senior hurling  manager yield another MacCarthy Cup for a hurling power that’s been in the doldrums in recent  history, his legend shall grow even further.
While he’ll be the first to point out that Cork have won nothing yet this summer, the manner in which  this side has flourished during this Championship campaign has underlined JBM’s all-round genius.
And on Sunday last, for the second successive outing, the old Rebel swagger, the unbridled confidence  that has for so long come with the wearing of the famous red jersey, has returned with a vengeance.
In the wake of Waterford’s minor semi-final victory, this column was able to sit back and luxuriate in the white-hot atmosphere for last Sunday’s main event at Croker.