Itās hard to know where to begin.
We played ten games in league and championship this season. We didnāt produce one decent 70 minute performance. The second half against Waterford and the ten minutes after half time against Tipp were two of the only times we played with fire and intensity.
The only players to emerge with some credit from this sorry campaign are Gavin OāMahony, Seanie OāBrien and Seanie Tobin (when he is not suspended, injured or bizarrely left out). That so many other key players can be so below par for so long is very damning. Something is seriously wrong. This is not idle gossip or innuendo - this is after seeing the performances since February with my own two eyes. Bad tactics, bad team selections, bad decision making have all been constants this year.
People will blame the ref or whatever but the fact is a mediocre Dublin team beat us fair and square. The defeat today spared us an absolute tanking in the quarter final. We have plodded along all season long and got exactly what we deserved - sweet fuck all.
Failed to get a settled half backline, failed to rectify ball winning issues in the half forward line, playing a challenge match against Kilkenny the weekend of club chpionship matches, allowing a round of club games to go ahead a week before a knockout championship match, badly out of form and/or unfit players continually being selected, zero squad depth for certain positions and lack of Plan B - it just goes on and on. Litany of blunders all season long.
The frustrating thing is that we have a group of players who can compete with the best on their day. Got some smashing players who if used correctly can have us challenging. But the hard calls havenāt been made all year long, until it was too late.
That was awful to endure today. Good honest group of lads in that squad but something is really amiss when they are not firing.
A terrible day was compounded by the two cunts (limerick fans ironically) sat a few rows behind me in block 207 of the Kinnane Stand who berated everyone all through the match- the ref, the dubs, our own players. Probably the two gobbiest, mouthiest pricks Iāve ever encountered at a match. They just added to the dismay of the day which started with a monumental hangover and ended up waiting an hour to get out of the car park beside Semple Stadium after the Cork - Clare match to get home. Just one of those days that we should be accustomed to by now.
On a separate note congrats to JBM - a gent of the game.
Anyway we get knocked down and we get back up. Hopefully the minors and u21ās can lift our spirits this week. The only way is up after today anyway.