After the game I was pretty despondent. Leaving the stadium I just felt my energy wilt as I looked around all the fans crouched in their seats with despair.
My self and the other lad walked back to the city and it was remarkable what a good walk does for your mood.
We went out and had a great night in the city with everyone else that was there. There was no point in my eyes, heading back to the hotel and being miserable. I can be miserable heading the match reports the next day flying to London.
As for the Spain game, like Stutts I feel there's going to be a response. Whether that response means we win or draw I don't know.
But we can only hope. The nervousness that cloaked the team the other night should have lifted by then.
I can't wait to get back to Dublin tomorrow morning and soak it up.
COYBIG!!!
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