The highs and lows of sport.
You have to take the bad days with the good ones.
It's always tough to lose a final. Or more specifiacally to watch your team lose a final.
With that said there are good ways and bad ways to lose.
It was Munster final day. One for the calender.
The best of the championships and one fought to the last.
I couldn't make it to the match as were away for the weekend but there was no way that i was going to miss the action.
The match was on at four but I was well settled into the high stool at that stage in a nice little pub in westport.
The sun was shining outside but all eyes were on the action. 50,000 fans roaring for blood and tears.
And action was the only way to describe it. It was fast and furious with players hitting everything that moved out on the pitch.
Hands and hurleys were flying in from all sides and the ref was happy to let them fight it out.
Thats exactly how we like to have it.
Unfortunatly we came out on the wrong side of the result but not for lack of trying. Three times we have played the champions this year and three times we have drawn with them over normal time.
This being a final we had extra time after Tony Kelly hit one of the best shots that you will ever see in hurling.
No time left on the clock,
Last shot of the game,
No angle on the shot,
Fans right on top of his back,
Straight over the bar.
Our team gave it everything on the day but came up just short in extra time.
We have a team of great players but the had a bench full of them as well which mad ethe difference over 100 minutes.
This was a loss with a consolation.
We were up against the best team in the country and have been for the past four years. They are one of the best teams that i have seen at any stage.
We also live to fight another day as the loser form this go into the all ireland series just a bit further back than the munster champions and could still meet them again in the all ireland final in a couple of months time if we win all of our remaining matches.
The pub was crowded for the match but I was the only sould in a clare jersey and to be fair to everybodt there they were all going for us to win bar the limerick fans themselves.
It was an epic encounter that you couldn't take your eyes off of.
Lucily we had the rest of the evening to drown the sorrows and hope that we can come back the next day and keep up this level.
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