There are arguments to be made for Brendan Rodgers. And there are good reasons why a generous soul might still nod along with him and look to those who operate upstairs. But then there are games like this one.
That is not so much to do with the result, because Leicester lose a lot of matches these days - five in a row now. But what of the game? What of the journey to that increasingly familiar destination? None of them were quite so bleak as this one, and none will have put more heat on the guy calling the shots.