Sure, I groaned and swore during the game and even flicked over to the Kiwis playing Australia on the other channel hoping for a happier ending with the other code.
But when the final whistle went, I watched the celebrations and was happy for the Irish. Having been to many a rugby game in Ireland and knowing what the game means to them, it was the fairytale ending they deserved.
As the Irish and Kiwi fans celebrated side by side in Chicago, the world kept turning and we went about our day knowing the All Blacks would still win more than they lose.
Besides, it could have been a lot worse. It could have been England. Now, that would have been a disaster.