Yeah.

Um, so we went out, we still tried our best, um, but we beat... got beat 37-0.

They were an outstanding team, and, and a lot of thought... a lot of people had thought the bubble had burst.

Um, then after the game, uh, we came back into the sheds, and Dean Anderson made us sit there and listen for a minute or two to the, to the crowd singing Oh, When the Saints, and, and then sort of interrupted that and said, "All right.

Next week we're coming back, and we'll, we'll effing shut that up.

Um, bus leaves Monday.

Don't be late." And we all sort of looked at each other quite confused.

What's the feeling like when after you walk out on the field after beating them in that second game?