I've been trying to sum up my feelings for a while after that game.
And you know what? You know what I (and I imagine a number of you) feel most?
Annoyed.
That's all.
Go back five, ten years, or more, and imagine losing an FA Cup final to that lot. It would have been gutting. Heart wrenching. Stomach churning. Literal "oh my God I want to die" stuff. And it would have stuck with us for weeks, months, the rest of the year, ruining our mood for fucking ages.
These days, at least to me, it's no more than a fucking annoyance. Because I know they're shit, and I know we're so much better than them, and I know if we replayed that game 100 times we'd win 95 of them, if not more.
So it's annoying. It's annoying that Pep, for whatever reason, had one of his wacky days and put out a clearly miles-off-it Stones (among several other players) and it's annoying they got their little moment in the sun after being utter shite all season long.
But we're still Champs of England. We're still Champs of the World. We're still the only team to do four in a row, and on the back of a treble, no less. An extra cup on top of all that would have been fantastic, but of the two trophies, I know which one I'd rather win, and that's the one our boys will be lifting up on the parade.
So, I won't let this annoyance get me down that long.
These last few years have been the best. Not just for City fans, but for pretty much any football fans in the world. To see your team be this good, this dominant, this feared, it's something that very very very few people will ever get to experience. And we got it. Thanks to these players and this manager. And it won't last forever, but I get the feeling they're not quite done yet.
Clearly, the last few years have taken a toll, and it's annoying (that word again) that a lot of our lads won't even get much of a rest with the Euros and Copa coming up soon. But to do what they've done is mind blowing. And I'm very proud of them all. One bad game, even a game as big as this one, doesn't take anything away from that.