It’s the qualifiers so things have to be done a bit differently. I know you were probably expecting to feast on the Sunday papers now but I’m still in the west, the old internet connection is as wobbly as our rearguard was for periods last night and I’ve other metaphorical fish to fry at the minute.
I want to stick up another poll – and will do so once I’m done with this post – so that means the MOTM poll, which I usually leave running for the whole day after a game, has on this occasion to be guillotined. Not to worry, the result was never in doubt in this one, as you can see from below.
Aidan O’Shea was an absolute colossus for us in last night’s game. It was as if he was visibly carrying the team – and our collective hopes – on his back, as he repeatedly took the game to Derry. He also took a frightful amount of punishment, getting pulled dragged, kicked and punched – and getting bugger all in the way of protection from that useless article of a ref – but he kept coming back for more and kept driving us on.
Well done, Aido, that was a pure masterclass of a performance. Well done too to Conor Loftus for that astonishing goal that hauled us back into it late in normal time and to all the other lads for working like demons to get us over the line in what was, by any measure, an enthralling championship battle.