As Italian fans protest outside training sessions and smash their own players' cars in response to defeats; as fans in Sweden invade the pitch to assault players in response to relegation; as players in Mali need to be rescued by police after barricading themselves in the dressing room to keep out a rioting mob on the rampage trying to set fire to the stadium; all around the world, players in these terrifying situations still find the time to breathe a sigh of relief that they don't have to face the horrors of the Morton support.
A Togolese footballer sprinting off the pitch to escape a knife wielding pitch invader can be thankful he never had to go through the torment Kudus Oyenuga and Stewart Kean faced when someone said on a forum they'd never even read that he was a desperate panic-buy based on his track record. The Croats removing the rocks thrown through their windows of their houses by their own supporters allow themselves a wry smile, safe in the knowledge they didn't have to endure an ordeal like being booed off by the Cowshed while losing at half-time or hearing someone scream a blood-curdling obscenity like 'That's pish, don't let it bounce'. The club owners in Argentina forced to hand over money to hooligan groups under threat of violence are eternally grateful that they don't have to face something as unbearable as the chant of 'sack the board'.
You should all be ashamed of yourselves for suggesting that we're anything but the most intolerant fanbase in the world, frankly.