What an occasion yesterday was. The pre-match build-up in the pubs around Thurles and the walk up to Semple Stadium were absolutely magic.
Now the game itself, it was a humbling experience. We all knew we were up against it, and most of us would probably have taken keeping the margin below 10–12 points as a small victory in itself. One thing that still puzzles me, though, is winning the toss and then choosing to play against the breeze. It felt like a very strange decision when we needed every possible advantage in those opening 20 minutes.
We definitely underperformed on the day and gifted them the first three goals, which made a tough task even tougher. But there's no point crying over spilled milk now.
Fair play to all the supporters who stayed until the bitter end. The lads deserved that recognition for the effort they put in throughout the year. Walking out of the stadium, despite the disappointment of the result, I couldn't help but appreciate what a great occasion it had been. I even managed to enjoy a few pints afterwards in the local pubs before making my sorry way home.
We'll dust ourselves down, learn from it, and go again next year.
