“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(...)

The future looks grim for the former  Driver of the Year award for Dublin Bus.. Photograph: Cyril Byrne

The longest of days for Vinny Fitzpatrick began with a snap decision; he would take up Fran’s offer of sanctuary. It followed a weekend of friendly p(...)

Always a nimble climber, Vinny was quickly up and over, and soon dodging between the snorting steeds of the road, as he shimmied towards Foley’s.

Fear had become Vinny Fitzpatrick’s constant companion. It was by his side, and in his head, every living second of the day. It had got to the stage w(...)

When the burly bus driver heard Eircom were being asked by politicians to remove all phone boxes in the city, on the claim they were attracting anti-social elements, he raged.

It was eight foot three inches tall, almost 90 years old and stood, sentry-like, at the junction of Vernon Avenue and the Clontarf Road. Like many oct(...)

‘As the telly beamed out pictures of the throng gathered in Dublin Castle, Vinny felt a sense of pride in the steps taken by the ordinary folk of little ol’ Ireland.’ Photograph: Dara Mac Dónaill/The Irish Times.

As he was wheeled in to Foley’s on Sunday afternoon, Vinny Fitzpatrick felt a lump rise in his throat. He couldn’t miss the large banner draped from t(...)