Kieran Kingston said that last Sunday's defeat won't define our season. But unless something drastically improves, it could well define not just this season but this entire, wretched era.
Seven weeks ago, in the Munster semi-final, Cork did a lot of things right and Limerick did a lot of things wrong. Yet when all was said and done, eight points still separated the sides. Last weekend, Cork did a lot of things wrong, and Limerick did almost everything right. Do the maths yourself.
There is no logical argument you can make in favour of a Cork win next Sunday. But who needs logic anyhow?
Cork did a lot right. Limerick did a lot wrong. But just doing a lot right was never going to be enough.
In the wake of the leagueiest league that has ever leagued, predictions are an act of folly. The truth is we haven't a clue.
Twenty years ago, a Limerick side that hadn't won a championship game in four years travelled to Cork to face the provincial champions. A culmination of off-field and on-field drama saw the underdogs prevail.
Is it too early to talk about the next great hurling dynasty? Unfortunately, I don't think it is.