I watched the match at home on my PC RTE player thing, when the ref blew the final whistle I turned it off not wishing to hear any match analysis or Fooking post-mortem's. 'Fuming' I was out the door and in the car within 2 minutes of match end.
To add insult to injury what had been a lovely sunny day at throw-in time, it was now dreary pissing rain down in Cork. I picked up both app and street fares fer the next few hours, I didn't speak, they didn't speak, most fares were done in total silence. There was a horrendous Glum cloud hanging over the city fer a few hours.