Amid the detritus of Manchester United’s desperate season, absolutely anything is fair game for criticism.
Losing a nonsense game of park football in Malaysia just two days after travelling halfway around the world following the end of the Premier League season, for example. Who really cares?
Telling staff they must pay for their own lunch at work. Why not? Most of us do.
And then there is Scott McTominay who, over the course of one brilliant title-winning season in Italy with Napoli, has suddenly become the symbol for every misstep ever made by United in the transfer market in the post-Sir Alex Ferguson era.