The winning was so Dublin, the losing so Mayo
As it was, a week that had begun with Dublin criticised for their inability to turn a seven-point lead into victory, and castigated for failing to play the game in the sort of sporting spirit expected, ended with them restoring people’s faith in not just themselves but the game as a whole.
Mayo played their part, of course. For over 40 minutes they traded blows – metaphorical rather than literal this time – before falling behind to a rat-ta-tat run of scores from their opponents. There was no Lazarus on the bench this time.



