If it was a film it would have been produced by Merchant Ivory.
Absolute fucking shit but youâre always going to get a few fucking high falluting dickheads who claim that 'you just donât get the concept as youâre not understanding it on enough levels '.
I was there and it was a horrible spectacle where sections of the Donegal following were booing when their own team were on the ball.
Two teams handicapped by the fear of losing and afraid to take a chance. Peter Harte had the balls to go for it in the dying minutes and thatâs all thatâs worth remembering about it.
Hereâs a tip, next year donât bother going. I was there and it was a cracker, the tension was unbearable all throughout. Sean Cavanagh delivered one of the greatest second half performances of all time, the quality of the scores, McCarron giving it strong and hard to Murphy all game, the Monroe hit on McGlynn, the real character and guts that was on show was tremendous.
A moron would try and defend that sort of display. The emphasis was placed on not taking any chances that were less than definite for 70 minutes and then Peter Harte & Cavanagh decided to take the bull by the horns.
At least the some of the Donegal supporters could see it for what it was.
McNiallais kicking points from past the 45 yard line werenât definite. Rory Brennan kicking one off his left foot wasnât definite from 35 yards out. Toyeâs point near the end was a definite, McShaneâs early point was a definite, McHughâs points were definites?
You must hold Ulster football in a far higher regard than the rest of the country.
Anyone who knows anything about Donegal football knows that if you leave McNiallas unmarked within 45 yards of the goa on his left peg then a white flag is about to be raised.