The few got off lightly. Around 50 sozzled fans travelling to Prague on an Easyjet flight the night before Scotland's lamentable Euro 2012 qualifying match against the Czech Republic were turned back because they were deemed to be too inebriated by the time they reached Amsterdam.
Rather than berate staff at Schiphol Airport or the budget airline, those members of the Tartan Army should pay homage to the edgy Dutch for sparing them a wasted journey, and perhaps even commend such inspired foresight.
The decision to send a smattering of Scots homewards to think again was far bolder than the one taken by Craig Levein in presenting an impotent Scotland side to do battle with one arm tied behind their back against the hardly bouncing Czechs, a muscley but mediocre outfit rummaging around at 37th in the latest FIFA rankings.
The home team could hardly believe its luck. Not so much Easyjet this Scottish side, as easy touches. The compact Synot Tip Arena, home of Slavia Prague, was the last place a Scottish football fan wanted to be on Friday night. A particularly sobering experience after the pre-match revelry in Prague.
Several thousand Scottish fans made the sojourn, but they were badly let down by a manager who devised a strategy as doomed as The Schlieffen Plan. The assumption that the Czechs would eventually run out of steam in the face of a battle-hardened wall of Scottish faces now looks like a harebrained scheme of extreme proportions.
Never have so few done so little for so many.
It is easy to seek out scapegoats and blame a manager for deeper problems in the country's ill national game, but Levein must surely be held accountable for one of the gloomier moments in Scotland's tepid past.
Prague was a perishable new low, even by Scottish standards. It is all the more gruesome set against the background of a 2-1 home win achieved over Liechtenstein in the 97th minute in their previous outing.
Levein seems to be apoplectic with rage regarding the brickbats directed at him, but in such a lofty post he must use the barbs of his detractors as a source of inspiration to do better for his people in future.
He has made the point that Scotland had not won in Prague since 1937. That was hardly going to alter after deploying a formation that began as 4-2-2-2 with no strikers, but ended up resembling 10-0-0-0.
Craig Brown, who was deemed to be a negative coach by some critics, managed to give Scotland two goals in a 3-2 loss against a vastly superior Czech team in Prague 11 years ago.
Scotland deservedly lost the match, but they also lost a lot of goodwill with the sort of approach that would get football closed down. If this type of anti-football is what Scotland are going to offer up away from home, they will not be needed at the finals in Poland and Ukraine. As a Scottish fan, it was highly depressing stuff when the Czechs could clearly be got at in their own backyard.
The Scots may not be blessed with supreme technical ability, but they have enough honest triers to warrant visiting a place such as Prague and playing with at least one striker. It does not suggest Levein has a lot of faith in his side's offensive instincts.
One can be defensive minded and daring. There is a need to play on the counter attack for reasons of relieving pressure on defenders. Rangers' trips to Manchester and Barcelona in the Champions League in recent years felt like 2-3-5 in comparison.
While Scotland are not renowned for natural incisiveness, they are equally not astute enough to spend all their time closing down men.
The galling thing about the nature of the defeat was that it could have been rectified at half-time when it became clear that it was patently not working. Tomas Rosicky eased himself into annoying pockets of the Scottish half even with the 10 men back, and was the architect behind the goal that sunk Levein's team.
The visiting goal was always likely to be breached. It was of minor surprise that the Czechs needed 69 minutes to get there.
Every time Scotland threw the ball forward, it came straight back to them. There was no out ball, no target to feed. It was tantamount to an open invitation to the Czechs to attack at will, which they gratefully accepted as they laid into the visitors.
That so many yellow shirts lost the only goal of the game from a basic corner kick that involved two headers before it hit the net was even more draining on the senses.
The Dutch coach Rinus Michels once said that when one team is trying to win, and the other team is only concerned about avoiding defeat, it is not a football match. Scotland's visit to Prague was not a football match.
It was a soulless and joyless experience to watch. Goodness knows what the players must have made of it all in their private moments. It must be acknowledged that the players gave their lot, but were let down by the system. Not once did the hulking central defenders of the home side - one of whom, Roman Hubnik, scored the winner - have to turn to track down a Scotland shirt.
The decision to leave Kenny Miller out may have been right or wrong, as Levein has said, but Chris Iwelumo was available to occupy the role of the traditional target man.
Most sections of the country's press have not been overly critical of Levein.
Can you imagine if 'bungling' Berti Vogts, as he became know amid the racist overtures directed at him during his tenure, presided over such a defeat? The hoary old line trotted out that Scotland do not have a high enough level of player to be cautiously adventurous does not reflect the situation when one studies the team that opened in Prague.
Ten of the starting 11 had either experience of the Champions League or Premier League in England. The other is playing for a side at the summit of the Championship. No country is so bankrupt that they cannot have a go.
Scotland got out of jail when they downed Liechtenstein, but they are now likely to be imprisoned on four points from four games after world champions Spain depart Glasgow on Tuesday night.
There is hardly likely to be a rerun of the time Scotland rode roughshod over Spain with a 3-1 win at Hampden Park in 1984 inspired by Kenny Dalglish and Maurice Johnston. Those days have long gone, but there has to be a better manner in which to lose. Glorious defeat is better than gory, regretful losses. It has to be when people are taking time off work and paying good money to travel to attend these games.
It will be another mission to negate and frustrate against Spain, but it could all have been so different against the Czechs, no matter what is said to the contrary. In future, it must be more positive than what was offered up by Scotland in Prague.