“You can also take these,” said Vinny,  reaching for Socket’s envelope. “Go home to your Ma and tell them you’re going to the match.” Photo credit: Brian Lawless/PA Wire.

When Vinny Fitzpatrick appeared in the canteen at Clontarf bus garage on Monday morning, his fellow workers stood to their feet and applauded loudly. (...)

““I’m growing one for Movember. So are the lads. Everyone is doing it. It’s part of male health awareness,” said Vinny.

“What’s that?” said Angie over breakfast on Monday morning as the rain tip-tapped down and the last of the leaves were blown away. “What’s what?” answ(...)

For most of his 57 years, Vinny had lived off the fat of the pig, from sausies, rasher rinds and pork chops, to black and white pudding and his Ma’s honey-baked ham. Photo: Eitan Abramovich/AFP/Getty

As do-gooders filled the airwaves to warn folk about the hazards of red meat, and specifically Curly Wee’s finest flesh, Vinny Fitzpatrick went on the(...)

Right to the end, the gimlet-eyed spinster had been a demon for the twos in rummy.

For the midday appointment with solicitors Makepeace and Masterson of Marino Mart, Vinny Fitzpatrick shone like a new pin. His comb-over was trimmed, (...)

“How has it comes to this? How can a true-blue supporter, who has been at every All-Ireland final involving the Dubs since ’63, and whose Da played against Heffo, be turned away?”

The act of generosity was as unexpected as it was late. So late, in fact, that Vinny Fitzpatrick did something he had never done before; he ditched(...)

The Great Dublin Bike Ride: against the odds, Vinny was at the head of the Great Dublin Bike peloton which numbered 3,267, including celebs such as Ray D’Arcy, and his stumpy 57-year-old pins were pumping like pistons. Photograph: Sportsfile

After turning left off the Rathbeale Road, it struck Vinny Fitzpatrick that he was alone. He was the solitary cyclist, like the chap in the Arthur Con(...)

Some 500 Vikings descend on St Anne’s Park, Raheny as Dublin City Council staged the largest-ever living history battle re-enactment in Ireland at the Battle of Clontarf Festival.  Photograph: Dara Mac Donaill

From a distance, the rotund figure perched on a makeshift throne on Castle Avenue looked authentically medieval, albeit closer to Friar Tuck in shape (...)

Vinny’s remarks were tantamount to an accusation of cheating, the worst slur on any golfer’s character

When Vinny Fitzpatrick was feeling jittery he was prone to sweating in all the usual places, and a few unusual ones too, like his upper lip. His gland(...)

Dial-A-Smile stole a glance up towards the green – there was no one there – reached in to his pocket and placed a second ball in an advantageous lie.  Photograph: Getty

For Vinny Fitzpatrick, match play was golf’s supreme challenge. Not for him, the relentless grind of strokes, or the convoluted scoring system conjure(...)

The pinniped barked, rolled on to its back and flapped its flippers across its belly, like it was having a laugh

The inquest into Wexford’s early exit from the hurling championship was in full spate when Vinny Fitzpatrick, Sunday papers under his oxter, slipped q(...)