Shaking hands after a blowout loss is hard. That’s exactly why it counts.

Nothing in you wants to do it when you have just been taken apart. Grace while you are hurting is the only kind that proves anything, because the easy version costs nothing and looks identical from outside. Going through the line while it still stings is a small refusal to let a scoreline decide who you are.

Keep it short if you need to, and do not make yourself say more than you can manage. One handshake and a nod is plenty. Be upset about the game later, in private, where it belongs.