You know, I wasn't even embarrassed by that. Way past that at this stage...
I felt utterly deflated. Very sad. Even a little angry.
Embarrassed? Nope. It wasn't me or you or any of the fans on the pitch or in that dugout presiding over that in-character capitulation.
And clearly Angus and Co were definitely not embarrassed by it, or any of the stuff they really should have been embarrassed by, like having no full backs, playing a centre-half out of position all year, buying Thierno Barry, playing KDH out of position all year, not playing Tyler Dibling in any position all year, conceding two goals in the last knockings to Man City, losing at West Ham, being hammered at home by Spurs and Newcastle, hiring World Wrestling Federation set-piece coaches for our corners against United, laughing off Gueye slapping Keane, failing to win at Burnley, drawing at home to Wolves, losing to Wolves in the League Cup, missing every single penalty against Sunlun, releasing a new shirt to celebrate that historic occasion, capitulating at home to Brentford, and failing to screed the stadium roof.
Madness had nothing on embarrassment...