I'm not going to lie, it's pretty rare that I find myself interested in football. Most of the time I'm in full support of that old adage 'it's a gentleman's game played by hooligans', which is only ever substantiated by the never-ending myriad of kiss and tell stories that end up on the Daily Mail website. And although John Terry's most recent escapades have certainly been taking up more front pages than back, I have to say I'm appalled by the behaviour of someone who occupies such a public role as England Captain. Judging by David Dimbleby's decision to invite George Galloway's opinion on the matter during Thursday's Question Time, it doesn't look like I'm alone, but despite the fact England manager Fabio Capello has now asked Terry to step down from the role, I'm still not sure this makes it ok. Granted, I'm not denying his sporting abilities - the cheeky Essex grin and constant banter in evidence on the pitch certainly lie in his favour when it comes to his teammates - but no doubt in the locker room he's already being touted as a legendary lothario of sorts, and will be restored to his 'rightful' position as leader of the pack and lad about town once the media storm has calmed. Judging by today's reports that he has now bought ex-mistress Vanessa Peroncel's silence for a mere three quarters of a million (about three weeks worth of jogging round a pitch by my reckoning), it seems only a matter of time before Terry's career will be back on track with just a tiny 34-26-34 shaped mark left in his wake. All that remains is to wait and see how long it will take Durex to become England's newest sponsor. Can't wait.
