It's hard to find any sympathy for lonely and friendless Jose
Jose Mourinho must have realised how bad a place he's in when he found Danny Dyer sniggering and looking down his nose at him. If you haven't seen the viral, Mourinho is a study in tortured loneliness.
Banished to the stands for attempting to talk to the match officials at half-time, he was stuck in the Upton End VIP box, surrounded by East End's finest, forlorn and frustrated, while his team took a beating on Saturday.
It was the perfect image to explain his predicament or at least the way he views the world at the moment. Surrounded by enemies, he has nowhere to turn.
Nobody feels sorry for Mourinho really. How could you? He brings most of this stuff down on himself. When his team is winning and he is powerful, he behaves like a school-yard bully.
When the world is against him he takes a swipe at the nearest available target and blames everyone else for his problems.
It is amazing to think how quickly it has all fallen apart this time around. He won the title for Roman Abramovich again and within six months, he's squirming in his seat.
The terms he thought he had appear to have vanished and he is trapped. There's talk of PSG but it is hard to imagine Mourinho volunteering to work in Ligue 1 with the occasional adrenaline kick from Champions League football while all the action is happening in England, Spain, Italy and Germany.
Mourinho is running out of clubs. Of course, there will always be a thousand aspirant owners who would throw money at him without hesitation but the really big ones, the jobs he might covet, are mostly closed to him. Sniffy Bayern Munich wouldn't let him darken the door and his days in Madrid closed off La Liga as a career option. Barcelona and Mourinho? Never happen.
In England, he will never be a realistic candidate for Manchester United while Bobby Charlton is alive and too many bitter words have been aimed at Arsenal for the owners to consider him as a successor to his pantomime enemy, Arsene Wenger.
Manchester City? Maybe. The owners there would satisfy his criteria for endless funding but Manuel Pellegrini has no control where it counts.
Everyone's favourite hippy uncle is now running the show and Jurgen Kloop has teed up Saturday's clash between the two clubs beautifully by pitching it as normal guy v celebrity guy. Nice one, Jurgen.
Klopp has quickly distanced himself from the most unpopular man in the game and there is a good chance they won't meet on the pitch at Stamford Bridge either.
With a mounting charge sheet, Mourinho won't see the inside of a dugout for months.