The Blues are too far into their redevelopment to be enthused by brave defeats. They can't really shrug off losses any more as all being part of the learning curve.
They gave themselves a chance to win last night - and they didn't finish it. They were controlling the tempo for 50 minutes, had the Crusaders frustrated and a little ragged and, most importantly, had built a lead.
If they had screwed the nut tighter in the final quarter, held their discipline and kept the pressure on the Crusaders, the outcome could have been a lot different. But instead they lost their shape and intensity.
Not by much, but by enough to let the Crusaders find their composure and play in the right areas. The Blues then lost some of their accuracy and pace. They couldn't get going forward any more and the Crusaders realised that they were back in it and simply had to be patient - wait for the Blues to turn the ball over, hoof it down the other end and inevitably a chance to go for goal would present itself.
It felt a little limp in the end - that the Blues just drifted out of the game without really knowing how to stop themselves. And that slow demise from a position of promise made it hard to appreciate that for 50 minutes - maybe longer - the Blues were a real chance.