Ah look, I know the what and the how… It’s the why I don’t get. It’s really a terribly difficult thing to get the head around considering how well we were going, and despite the 2 Small lads being at less than 30% I was, and most of my club mates were, still confident enough of winning, not cocky, just confident…
Neither here nor there now. But tactics and all that aside, there is very little to account for why so many of our players had off days. Which is what makes the taste of this defeat so bitter to swallow on this occasion.
A final note on this: There’s one thing I cannot abide is snide f*****s rubbing it in, and I’ve had to swallow a lot of that. My club means the world to me, spent my entire life devoted to it. The win of 2012 was so special I was sure we’d have won at least one more now at this stage. But to have smart arse f****s from Vinnies texting me seconds/minutes after the final whistle when I was genuinely upset, this year, and last? Now that pisses me off. They took from enjoying the cup presentations to text me??? You know what? I’ve never done that shit, to anyone. Ever. Yet Vins people have smothered me in it. It spurns a great distaste in my mouth. I for one will be absolutely overjoyed if/when we do win our next one. And no, I won’t be rubbing it in if/when we do! There’s a certain class of person who understands what it’s like to lose with a club that you love and would do anything for. And then there’s others.