Most Humiliating FPS Screw Up of All Time

Was on with Vinnie, Bravo & Mac last night, and Vins reminded me of my promise to post the grim tale of my worst ever FPS screw up. Being a Tard of my word, here it is.

So, I'm in a squad with Doc, Mac and some strangers on that one desert map where it's raining. The only vehicles are two mechs and some dune buggys. Spotting the walker at our base after a respawn, Doc and I clambered aboard with great alacrity.

Doc's driving, and having a rough time...we end up getting hung up on a walkway. He tells me this is his first time behind the wheel of a walker by way of explanation, so I suggest we swap seats. I'm no Mario Andretti, but at least I've had some practice. Plus, Doc has to be a significant upgrade in the turret given my notoriously dyslexic aiming skillz.

So we switch, I maneuver us free and head out to get us stuck into some fierce AK-SHOWN.

At least.....that was the plan.

Problem one, I don't know the map.
So what I assumed was a shortcut through a hole in the fence turned out to be a dead end- a path that followed the edge of a harbor, with no exit big enough to afford egress for our lumbering mech.

Ok, no problem, we'll just turn around and go back, right?
Embarrassing? Yeah...but not fatal.

Except that the mech isn't exactly the nimblest vehicle in the game, and it turns out that the path were on is thismuch too narrow for to make a 3-point turn. Halfway around, one of my 'feet' met empty space and we toppled majestically into the harbor.

Ask anyone with more than a few minutes of trigger time in the perilous, grim arena of the future battlefield what the most volatile substance in the universe is.
100 times out of 100 the answer will be water.

We bailed out in time to avoid the violent explosion of our super-sophisticated war machine, were trapped in the harbor, bobbing around like (heavily armed) apples in a barrel.

One way was the out-of-bounds marker, with it's punitive threats. On the other side was a sheer wall, too high to scale. I swam around a bit, finding no means of escape.

Ok, no problem I think. I'll just suicide and respawn.

I do...and ten seconds later I'm back in the drink, because Doc is the squad leader and I set him as my spawn point.

Wait, who are all these OTHER guys in the water with us?

Why...the rest of the squad, of course!
Who had also selected Doc as their spawn point.

=(

To sum up the fiasco:

I kick Doc out of the driver's seat because I'm so much better at the wheel, take us down a dead end, drive us off a cliff and blow up our mech, then trap our entire squad in the water while the enemy runs rampant, capping flags and partying hard with our liquor and women.

For sheer carnage, nothing tops CW TK'ing the entire team in Ghost Recon.
But for pure embarrassment & humiliation I think this misadventure takes the cake...