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‘A book which will very soon be acknowledged as a classic of Irish sportswriting’ Ciaran Murphy

What is it like to be female in a male-dominated sporting world? If you play with the boys, more people pay attention – but you get treated like an alien. Playing with other girls or women means you have to accept smaller audiences, diminished status and – for professionals – lower pay.

And what if, as is the case for camogie player Eimear Ryan, your sport has a completely different name when women play it? What if you don’t feel entirely comfortable in an all-female sporting environment because you’re shy, bookish, not really one of the girls?

In The Grass Ceiling, acclaimed novelist Eimear Ryan digs deep into the confluence of gender and sport, and all the questions it throws up about identity, status, competition and self-expression. At a time when women’s sport is on the rise but still a long way from equality, it is a sharp, nuanced and heartfelt exploration of questions that affect everyone who loves sport.

Praise for The Grass Ceiling

‘A gorgeous memoir about a life lived in sport, specifically a female, Irish rural life. I read it in two sittings.’ Malachy Clerkin, Irish Times

‘A love letter to the GAA and a diatribe against the idea sport is not for women’ Kathleen McNamee, Irish Times

‘Brilliant … Ryan’s bold and deep search into so many of those internalised questions provides a fascinating collage of emotional detail’ Christy O’Connor, Irish Examiner

‘Lyrical, urgent, wise and bracing’ Irish Times

Publisher Review

‘A book which will very soon be acknowledged as a classic of Irish sportswriting’, — Ciaran Murphy * Irish Times * ‘Eimear Ryan’s book is an exploration of questions that affect every girl – and boy – who sets out to participate in sport.’ * the Irish Examiner * ‘Brilliant’ … ‘Ryan’s bold and deep search into so many of those internalised questions provides a fascinating collage of emotional detail.’ — Christy O’Connor * the Irish Examiner * ‘The Grass Ceiling by Eimear Ryan is a gorgeous memoir about a life lived in sport, specifically a female, Irish, rural life. The writing is by turns lyrical, urgent, wise and bracing – I read it in two sittings.’ — Malachy Clerkin * Irish Times * A love letter to the GAA and a diatribe against the idea sport is not for women. — Kathleen McNamee * Irish Times * ‘A must-read for sports fans of all genders.’ * Irish Times * ‘Possessing the deft touch of a novelist and having played inter-county camogie for Tipperary means Eimear Ryan has the ideal credentials to examine issues of gender and identity in sport in modern Ireland.’ — Richard Fitzpatrick * the Irish Examiner * ‘A remarkably candid account of the pleasures and pains of team sports. It will have a special resonance for GAA aficionados and will chime with anyone who has pulled on a jersey, no matter how lowly the level.’ … — John Meagher * Irish Independent * ‘Essential reading during #FIFAWW. A book about life, love, passion, family and being a woman in sport. Part David Foster Wallace, part Olivia Laing, part Ian Maleney. A wonderful book for women and girls, but absolutely necessary for men and boys. Especially now. #COYGIG.’ — Tadhg Coakley … it would be wrong to define this simply as a book about a woman’s experience in sport. The themes are universal for anyone who has ever kicked a point, pucked a ball or stepped into the sporting arena. It burns with a passion that we rarely see women given the opportunity to write about. * Irish Times * I’m glad there’s now a book that women and girls can read that not only feeds their passion but tells them that their story can be about injuries and county finals and spending hours practising the game that you love and not just people telling you that you don’t belong there. * Irish Times * ‘The power of Eimear Ryan’s memoir of a camogie player is not really in the many differences that still exist between men and women’s sport. Or even the gradual narrowing of those differences. It’s great on some of the sportsperson’s universal conditions. Maybe it’s good to hear them thrashed out from a woman’s perspective. Or maybe by anyone capable of expressing these complicated feelings.’ * the Irish Examiner *