Despite its inevitability, the fact that Norwich City have been relegated from the Premier League with four games to play is a bitter pill to swallow.
Despite all the debate and analysis, this is concrete proof that our club is once again far from the level required to compete at this level.
In truth, no one is above criticism. Last week, I spoke in highly condemnatory terms about Stuart Webber’s role in this season’s debacle, particularly in recruiting. I stand by it wholeheartedly.
But he is not alone. The owners, Daniel Farke, Dean Smith and the players all have to take some of the blame.
Tactically, under both managers, we weren’t good enough. Farke’s decision to stray from what he knew best ultimately cost him his job, when we’ve seen very little improvement since. Twenty games into his tenure and I still don’t know what our identity is under Smith, or what he’s trying to achieve.
On the pitch, individual mistakes cost us dearly, especially in defence. Equally damning is that too many people in yellow failed to stand up and be counted when they were needed most.
On that last point, I particularly think back to the Brentford game at Carrow Road, when we had a real chance to train in the fight again, but failed so spectacularly.
Even us fans could have done better. I’m not suggesting for a second that we’re to blame for the dross we fell victim to, but the atmosphere inside Carrow Road was as flat as I can remember.
I understand that has been the case in recent months as we sleepwalked towards relegation, but even at the start of the campaign it was far from daunting for the visiting teams.
This season has been nothing short of a nightmare – one that I can’t wait to finish.