Would it be possible that I am the only reporter left with sympathy for Roy Keane?
Of course, it's easy for me to say. I don't have to cover his every twitch and utterance and for those who have felt his vibes close up it may be a different scenario.
But the heat currently being applied to the Cork man has reached ludicrous levels.
The incident last week, when a man confronted Keane in the team hotel was not of his making. However, it subsequently became a national event.
The referee having a word with Keane during the Republic of Ireland and Scotland match was straight out of the Alex Ferguson playbook. Sometimes you have to appear unyielding and inflexible, even bullying, to succeed in management.
As for the questions put to Keane that he is proving a distraction to Martin O'Neill, they do not stand up to scrutiny. Shortly after O'Neill appointed Keane, he became very fashionable all of a sudden. That is how football works.
Interest from Celtic and Aston Villa followed. Those who followed the Keane trawler to see if they could spot any sardines tossed overboard, felt that this was a distraction.
Again, how could Keane have prevented any of this?
He remains a figure of media obsession, but what he doesn't deserve -in fact what no one deserves - is the amount of public amateur psycho-analysis devoted to him and his mind that he is being subjected to right now.
Indeed, some of those indulging in it have never even met the man. Their views say more about themselves than they would ever shine a light on Keane.