FORGET the score line, it matters not. What matters is that Myshall are the team written on top because they are glorious All-Ireland champions.
It's that statement that makes this scribe want to break into musical numbers and swing around lamp posts in the streets of Myshall for the joy at the final whistle on Sunday.
Ask yourself the question, would you prefer to lose a great game or win a bad one? The answer every time will be win, win at all costs. That was the mindset this Myshall team set out with before throw in, win at all costs.
The tears on Tara Wilson's cheeks at the final whistle summed up the emotion of the occasion perfectly;
"I can't talk to you, I can't..." were her words, just seconds after full time. She composed herself for a moment and continued:
"I just can't believe it, we've worked so hard, this is incredible," said the midfielder who at this stage was doubled over with hands on her knees, such was her delirium.
They have worked incredibly hard and this team is testament to the belief that championships aren't won in one year. They're won in a lifetime, of commitment, belief, blood sweat and tears.
One player who was just as delirious as her buddy Wilson but who seemed to vent her happiness in speech was Marian Doyle, who just let the words flow.
"This is the best thing ever, in the whole world, to win this with my best friends that I love so much and have worked so hard with is just the most incredible feeling of my life, words can't describe it," said Doyle.
She may well have thought the feeling to be indescribable but she gave it a right good go:.
"It was the hardest slog ever, but the spirit in this team and in the village and the support we had here today shows exactly how much this means to us," gasped the centre forward come centre back.
Now would be a good point to describe the greatest block ever seen on a GAA pitch arguably in the history of the organisation. With seven minutes played in the second half Four Roads came on the attack, their star forward, a girl by the name of Cait Kenny, went steaming past the 45m line and looked to have an easy task of steadying herself and slotting over the bar.
Marian Doyle was about 10 metres away and helpless, or so it seemed.
Kenny steadied, she was slightly to the right of the posts and the angle suited her side of puck. Kenny drew back to begin her striking action and as she did Marian Doyle took a dive from miles away and hovered in the air.
A gasp went up in the stand in Dunnaghmore Ashbourne, the Four Roads supporters gasped at the thoughts of their third point and Myshall supporters gasped as the ankles of Doyle were elevated for what seemed like an eternity.
Kenny began to swing forward for a certain score and she connected with the ball perfectly.
The ball travelled about five centimetres before it was met with a death like thud from the hurl of Doyle. She had no right to be where she was, and she certainly had no right to fly on a freezing cold day in November but her drive and determination for one block completely epitomised her and her team's performance.
Will we ever get tired writing about Ciara Quirke and the Quirkes in general? I doubt it.
Niamh picked up the player of the match award and it was totally deserved as she became the empress of the small square and destroyed any intruder who dared cross her path.
Her mother gave an exhibition in sideline cutting but Ciara popped over a point that defied the laws of science.
With 12 minutes to go Myshall were a point up after a wonder score form Tara Wilson. She found herself in space around 45 metres from goal and sent a soaring point over the bar.
In the next play Ciara Quirke found herself running down the line on the opposite side of the stand and where her manager Mark Brennan was surely shouting "Pull it across the square." Whether he shouted or not is immaterial as from a crazy distance and an impossible angle the leaving cert student sent the sliotar floating over the bar and the cheer that went up from the Myshall crowd travelled all the way to Mount Leinster and echoed back up to Ashbourne.
If there was one more incident that summed up the Myshall performance it was the final score of the game.
There were still 11 minutes to play when a long ball was sent towards Myshall captain Katherine Foley.
The defender in charge of marking her did well for a moment as she got out in front but Foley wasn't going to stand for this. She made up the lost yards and waited for the defender to release the ball for to strike. Once this happened in went Foley and robbed the girl, in the fading light, she gathered possession and fired over the bar and this time the echo was heard in Pamela Whelan's sitting room.
By now the world knows of Pamela's plight as she was unable to, firstly travel to Haiti to volunteer and secondly even attend the match that she no doubt would have started. Marion Doyle was on the point of break down when she announced how happy she would be to bring the cup home to Pam.
Allie Rushitzko was supposed to have school yesterday morning but having scored a goal in an All-Ireland final she's taking the day off;
"School? Absolutey no way, definitely not, are you mad?" was the response of the young Myshall goal scorer.
The party is no doubt continuing in Roberts' and High Nellies and in the Myshall Inn, word on the street is, we're all invited!