I haven't been able to bring myself to rewatch the match, so just have my impressions from having watched it live.. It was a strange one, because on reflection I think that in some ways the performance wasn't as bad as some that we've seen - IIRC we made fewer handling errors, some of our positional kicking was good (though we didn't do it enough), our pack was competitive (in what was pretty much a stalemate).
Munster were competitive up front, but even more dire than we were in the backs, and their kicking from hand was the worst I've seen at Ravenhill, with Stringer, Warwick and Deasy all getting in on the act with a series of awful slices, box kicks into touch, missed touches and what have you. I think that they were in our 22 maybe for 1 minute or 2 at the start of the second half, and that was it - but they won the game because (a) they kicked their goals and (b) their defence hardly broke sweat to see off the meagre efforts of our increasingly toothless attacks - we could have played until Christmas without threatening a try.
I said to the brother-in-law at half-time, do you see us scoring a try anytime soon? to which the answer was an unqualified no. And when Warwick slotted the pen to go 9-6 up, I had a horrible feeling that the game was up. Although I could not believe that Pienaar missed that penalty - an absolute shocker, even worse than Deasy's up and under that actually seemed to go backwards, straight into touch
I thought that the young lads looked relatively lively, and showed about the only enterprise that we managed to conjure up out there - I just wonder how long it is until it's coached out of them.. because my strong impression is, like others have said, we look totally uncoached and painfully predictable. D'arcy seems to be getting plaudits, and yes he was ok, but in the incident where McCrea got injured, he took the ball, crabbed at 45 degrees towards the touchline, and then as the defence came up shipped a hospital ball to McCrea who was duly thumped - sorry to pick on him, but this is the kind of stuff we do time after time, it doesn't look like our backs have any awareness of space or lines.