The vanquished Barcelona fans melted away into the cool Valencian night to leave Spain's third city dominated by the white of Real Madrid.
Celebratory car horns beeped until 4am, with Madrid fans celebrating in the streets of the old town. Thanks to Jose Mourinho, Madrid had just won their first trophy in three years. That it came against their loathed rivals Barca in the Copa del Rey final made it sweeter than a Valencian orange.
In the nocturnal bars around the Barrio Carmen, some of the 25,000 Madrid fans who travelled to the game sang loud and proud. They bellowed Mourinho's name and mocked Barca, especially defender Gerard Pique, by asking him to salute the new cup champions.
Despite the Catalan offering his congratulations to Madrid and describing them as "a great team", he's become public enemy number one at the Bernabeu.
It's not envy because of his Hollywood good looks, international fashion ad campaigns, relationship with Colombian sex siren Shakira or the fact that he's probably the best defender in world football. It's his perceived pro-Catalan cocksure arrogance.
Whereas Barca coach Pep Guardiola chooses his words carefully and is prone to compliment rather than criticism, Pique allegedly said in the Bernabeu tunnel after last Saturday's 1-1 Liga draw: "We've won your league and now we're going to win your Copa del Rey."
Pique is a staunch Catalan - his grandfather was a former Barca vice-president - and as such prone to be suspicious of the perceived establishment status of Madrid. His sentiments won wild approval from Barca fans but there's a risk that such observations will come back and bite you on the backside.
So they did, when a superb extra-time header from Pique's former Manchester United team-mate Ronaldo sent the Copa west to Madrid rather than north to Barcelona's bulging trophy cabinets.
Unlike many of their fans, the victorious Madrid players didn't hang around in Valencia. Instead, they flew back to the capital where an estimated 150,000 were waiting to celebrate by the Cibeles fountain, the traditional venue for Madrid's trophy celebrations.
Defender Sergio Ramos was so excited that he dropped the cup from their open-top bus, only for the bus to run over it.
"She wasn't dropped," he exclaimed, "she jumped when she saw so many Madridistas at Cibeles!"
Like his team-mates, Ramos appeared ultra-committed to winning against the technically superior Barca team in the Mestalla. Skeletal and exposed on the outside, the steep-sided 52,000-seater venue was a cauldron of noise and colour within. The tickets were split 50/50 between fans of Spain's two giants and they created a din rarely heard in Spain, where away fans seldom travel in great numbers.
The Barca fans whistled through Spain's national anthem while the Madridistas hummed along proudly and sang Viva Espana with abandon. The flags and banners added more colour. One boasted of Madrid's nine European Cups to Barca's three and while Barca fans jeered the name of Mourinho - think of him as their pantomime villain - the Portuguese boss continued his run of winning at least one trophy every season since 2003.
It was Madrid's first victory over Barca in eight attempts, their first with Guardiola as coach and their first Copa since 1993. In images which mirrored Barca's 2009 Champions League victory, Madrid's players lifted their smart-suited boss in the air as fans sang his name. The match wasn't a great display by Mourinho's men, but they were tactically astute under his instruction and triumphed in the second of the four Clasico matches in 18 days.
Pique did say: "It always hurts to lose, but I'm convinced we will come back stronger from it." His boss and Barca's fans will demand as much. They have lauded their current side not only as the greatest in their club's rich history, but the greatest side ever in football. Now is the time to come closer to proving that.
A third consecutive Spanish title is not enough; Barca need to triumph over Madrid in the Champions League semi-finals, the first of which is in the Bernabeu next Wednesday, the return leg in Camp Nou six days later. Expect more bookings, tension, drama and accusations of bias from both sides and their sabre-rattling media.
Reaching Wembley is now the primary objective of both teams and the track blaring from the Mestalla's deafening public address system could not have been more apt: 'London's Calling' by The Clash.