FWIW this might be the biggest laugh I've ever had at a game of football. We'd thundered right through the full range of emotions of watching a shite team denial, anger, bargaining, acceptance and seemed to all arrive at the stage of just having a big fucking laugh at how bad we were. I remember being gutted at our last minute equaliser because it meant I had to have another half hour of watching us.
From Jake Taylor's substitution getting the biggest cheer of the night to the entirety of the Inverclyde constabulary wading in to sort out a mild disagreement between a couple of weans finishing up with an apparent boxing match in the dressing room after full time.