Sums it up for me. At the end of 90 minutes I remember being shattered, and how quiet the Motherwell end seemed at that stage. By the time Kirky scored, there wasn't much left in the tank, emotionally.
It was one of those occasions where the real enjoyment didn't come until after it finished. Watching the actual game was torture
Be much happier this time around if we score 3 early goals and then just shut the game down