Ashley's own-goal

LET'S not beat around the bush here: Ashley Cole is not the sharpest tool in the box. Far from it in fact. Anybody who feels the need to cheat on a beautiful, genuine, successful woman, with a washed-up, gold-digging chav, deserves little sympathy.

Let’s put things in perspective though. He had too many beers, and shouted a few obscenities at a policeman. Of course, his behaviour was bang out of order, but it was hardly the crime of the century.

Over the festive season, Steven Gerrard was arrested, and charged, with assault, after a fracas in a Southport nightclub, but I don’t recall him being subjected to such widespread condemnation. You can’t have one rule for one, and one rule for another.

Ever since the foolish comments he made about the ‘paltry’ £55,000 per-week he was offered by Arsenal, Cole has been the victim of a media-fuelled hate campaign. Sadly for him, after the inevitable verbal assault still to come from a certain Geordie, a night in the cells will seem like a five-star trip to Barbados.