Meath must have been asking themselves the very same question.

The night started with the RTé Sport pre-match competitors. Q. Which Johnny bets Dublin? A. Johnny Cooper, B. Johnny Money, C. Johnny English, D. Rubber Johnny. EUR4 entry fee. No Northerners.

As for what followed, Dublin are in threat of rendering Gaelic football redundant. Grown guys look down. They are advised of their absence of worth.

The stress test of a terrific group is how they deal with underdogs. This is where arrogance, complacency, then panic and the possibility of a shock emerges. Not with Dublin. This is their 3rd annihilation of the underdog in consecutive weeks, and David Hickey’s prophecy of 10 in a row is beginning to look conservative.

When viewing this Dublin group, the dominating feeling is sorrow for the opposition. This is not a lot sport as public physical and psychological humiliation. I believed of the Kildare lads sitting in your home drinking a can and thinking, thank Christ.

I have actually not seen anything like this in contemporary sport. Dublin are getting better, more expert, more exact. In Croke Park last night, they played like innovative robots. The opposition is irrelevant. They do not make mistakes. They deal with remarkably. Each time a Meath gamer soloed through, a Dub swooped to hem him in on each side like a Trump convoy boxing in a Biden bus.

Corofin are the best club group I have seen, however their video games are competitive. With Dublin, resistance is useless. It is getting to the point where other groups ought to decline to play them. What is the point?

In the 28th minute, with Dublin 2-10 to 0-2 ahead, a Meath kick-out was broken down and James McCarthy launched himself head first for the ball as it rolled towards the sideline. By then, the RTé viewers had actually changed to I’m a Celebrity Get Me Out Of Here. Sadly, the Meath gamers needed to stick it out.

The half-time RTé competitors came as light relief. Q. Which Dublin gamer is called Brian? Is it A. Brian Howard, B. Brian Boru, C. Brian May, D. Life of Brian. EUR5 entry charge. No Northerners.

In the 2nd half, the only noteworthy occurrence was when Dean Rock kicked a wide from a complimentary and Hawk-Eye melted down, smoke and flames belching from the computerised system. The tech company who run the system stated it will have to be changed. The final rating was Dublin 3-21 to Meath’s 0-9.

Pat Spillane stated afterwards that words failed him, which was the night’s only favorable.