There comes a stage when you have to get angry

I have to see anger this week. I have to. Otherwise what we know and love, what we have identified with, what Munster almost trademarked, is no more, writes Ronan O’Gara

THERE we were, seven of us, all draped in Munster red. Feeling fairly pleased with myself, family in tow, Racing’s 34-10 victory over Glasgow a few miles away, a few hours since, still in the rear-view mirror.

Despite all that, I’ve seldom had a more depressing evening than last Saturday in the Stade Jean Bouin. Looking around me for signs of something... it hurt so bad.