Ireland well beaten by Olympic gold medallists Netherlands
Mark Tumilty's side had lost 2-0 to the same opposition on Wednesday night.
And the Olympic gold medallists and world number one side again proved too strong for the visitors.
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A brace from Lisnagarvey's Ben Nelson was a positive for Ireland to take from the contest
But goals from Jip Janssen and Terrence Pieters had the hosts 2-0 ahead by half-time after a goalless opening quarter.
Janssen then added a third via a penalty stroke before Pepijn van der Heijden scored a fourth from a controversially awarded corner.
Nelson got one back for Ireland in the final quarter before Joep Troost restored their opponents' four-goal advantage.
Nelson then got his second of the match before the Dutch added a last-gasp sixth amid a hectic finish.
'It's hard to be positive after a 6-2 defeat, but we didn't deserve to lose by that margin,' coach Tumilty said afterwards. 'We created better opportunities in the first half and yet found ourselves 2-0 down at half-time.
'I thought we should have been awarded a stroke in the first half, but ended up losing our video referral. The stroke they were awarded should not have been; Luke Roleston was behind Lee Cole on the goal line. I thought those decisions were shocking. I expect decisions to be correct.'
Ireland will next travel to Antwerp, where they will begin their final stage of the FIH Pro League with a match against Belgium on 14 June, which starts at 2.30pm Irish time.
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