If you work for Google at its Mountain View headquarters in California, then you'll recognise this list as just a selection of the perks offered in your job. And you know you work for a company which (as decreed by Fortune magazine) is No.1 in the whole wide world at looking after its people.

If you play football for Carlow, who reside somewhere between 28th and 30th on the list of Ireland's football counties, you will also know that not one item on this abbreviated list has ever been offered to you.

If you play football for Wicklow, however, who officially rank 31st in the whole country, then you might actually be thinking (as long as Micko sticks around) that this list might, one day, see the light of the day in the team dressing room.

In addition, if you also play football for any other county in the whole country, you'll also not even remotely remember having someone from the County Board tap you on your shoulder, and enquire if the board can wash and dry your football kit. These things don't happen in real, GAA life. Instead, we 'find' footballers and hurlers 'finding' officials a complete pain in the backside - and officials often taking the same view of the 'younger folk'.

Over the last week or two - and several days before the story hit the national newspapers and our airwaves - I was informed that Thomas Walsh might be transferring from his home county of Carlow to neighbouring Wicklow. It's the sort of news which travels quickly to a more recently departed team manager, and since I had enjoyed two years 'working' with Thomas Walsh in my native Carlow, the word on this hot topic reached me with the sort of speed normally associated with the Starship Enterprise.

Actually, one of my best friends in Carlow telephoned me. At the end of our conversation he asked me to talk to Thomas. I said I would - but, got to admit, I never did.

Two reasons.

One, when former managers stick their noses into the lives of people and events which are no longer any of their business, they tend to get a right slap on the ear for themselves.

Two, in all good conscience, I could not ask Thomas Walsh to play football for Carlow, and nobody else, for the remainder of his young adult life. As a man, I respect him far too much to advise him along this line.

And, as a footballer, I view Thomas Walsh as someone who, one day, in the right hands, and in a different county than his county of birth, could be a midfield colossus. But even now, far from a finished midfielder, he would take his place on the Dublin team or the Tyrone team - and he'd walk straight onto the Kerry team this minute.

If Carlow lose Thomas Walsh it will be a great shame, and also a complete disaster for the entire county and all of the lads remaining in the Carlow dressing room. It will be especially hard for someone like Mark Carpenter to bear, and others, but especially Mark.

Because Mark Carpenter, although a Carlow man, is one of the most naturally gifted forwards (and one of the fastest) it has been my privilege to accompany onto a field - either as a footballer or a manager.

When I think back to our 1987 and '88 AllIreland winning Meath team I was fortunate to be part of, I must suggest Mark would have had his choice of at least four out of the six starting positions up front.

I was 'fortunate' - my family moved from Carlow when I was three years of age and, unlike my late Dad, a proud Carlowman, I did not have to play football for Carlow for 12 years. I was lucky.

So, how could I make a phone call to Thomas Walsh?

How would I convince him that the Carlow County Board actually looks after its footballers and hurlers as well as 70% or 80% of the counties in Ireland? That's true - sadly it doesn't mean the board is doing its job as well as it should be, but, true nevertheless.

Thomas Walsh became disenchanted with the Carlow board because of a difference of opinion on expenses (and other things). Studying and working in Dublin, and travelling up and down during the week and at weekends to play with Carlow, and his home parish of Fenagh, he demonstrated great loyalty over the last four years since becoming a Carlow footballer.

His heart has been in the right place and his massive strength and incredible athleticism should have been valued far higher than they ever were in Carlow. Instead they were, and still are this very week, taken for granted.

This week ahead might be dark and awful for Carlow football, but the decision by Thomas Walsh to switch from Carlow to Wicklow - if he still makes that decision - does not spell out DOOM for all smaller counties. Footballers and hurlers rarely move from their native counties, but the few who do, in my opinion, rank as brave men who should be - if not supported and applauded - then, at least, acknowledged as men who are seeking to fulfil, to the very best of their ability, their God-given talents.

In each of these cases, I suggest, God should rank above the GAA.