I must admit it, and, for a mature male, it is a terrible admission. Yes, I actually cried last Wednesday night when the 'Hand Of Gaul' goal went in, and Ireland went out. This then was replaced by a terrible and righteous anger.
But time heals, and the healing was enhanced by the cataract of bullshit that followed. Theirry Henri was castigated as a vile cheat, the Swedish officials were bribed by Sepp Blatter to get the big country through, and the French FA were miserable frogs for not immediately offering us a replay.
What bollocks. In fact I think the French, team and public, came out of it very well. The team were obviously affected by the manner of their qualification, Henri admitted his offence, while he and the rest of the team asked for the game to be replayed. So did nearly 90% of the French general public.
The facts are, Henri did what any footballer would have done, and indeed what Robbie Keane had done a few times previously in that very game! Fact is, the officials bottled it. Had they wanted to usher France through they had earlier had a number of opportunities to award penalties. Given that they had already made these tough calls against France, to actually disallow a late goal - the referee was unsighted - would have demanded exemplary, unique, courage.
Now I ask myself, what would have happened if it had been the other way around? We all know don't we? Token regrets for public consumption, but most of us would have snickered behind our backs and as packed our bullet proof vests for South Africa.
Nobody does wounded outrage like the Irish