Man Utd crash out of the Champions League in the group stages after conceding three goals away to the German side Wolfsburg.

I take my seat in the pub. The barman plonks a cup of black tea in front of me. The people stare. I don’t care. The Man Utd team flashes on the screen in front of me. ‘That’s it,’ I think. We are not going to win this game.

Group B is as equipoised as any. United knew a result in Wolfsburg would be enough to take them through to the second round. Two dismal results against PSV Eindhoven, both home and away, had left United in this precarious position.

If anyone was going to walk out of the Volkswagen Arena with a point, it was United. How ironic that the Reds had been hammered from pillar to post for their four goalless draws. How Louis Van Gaal would have loved one tonight.