"Lads I've got a very bad feeling," I said, seconds before Austria strode up the field and David Alaba broke Irish hearts with his equaliser confining Ireland to a 2-2 draw.
It wasn't a particularly bad performance. Sure, the quality isn't there. Inexperienced at leading from the front and incapable of kicking the ball towards the corner flag or, seemingly, just kicking the ball to each other, as the clock hit 90 minutes Ireland appeared to have won the Irish way: with heart and a bit of inspiration. That inspiration came from the magnificent Shane Long and the tireless efforts of John Walters, the heart came from a young side determined to prove the doubters wrong.
The goal should've been one of the shared heart-wrenching moments that galvanise a fanbase. Yet when it went in, I wasn't even sad. When Ciarán Clark gave the ball away to concede the first, I laughed. I want to care, but I can't anymore.
