Agony Aunt needed

[Sweder]

My preferred form of punishment would be public flogging, then shooting.
Drogba would probably fake death and get up to score a later winner.

I can't abide Van Nistelroy's childish behaviour any more than © Ronaldo's instant crumpling (just add your own shirt tug) or in past years Roy Keane's eyeballs-out pursuit of officials and self-styled forms of 'justice'. I wince evey time the Pires Aliceband start warming up, or Wenger confirms the awful advance of his malignant myopia. But my heart soars at the sight of Giggs on the wing; my jaw drops in reverence as Henri destroys defences with lightening speed of thought and foot, and I roar with raw pleasure at Rooney's primordeal power.

I find myself trapped, yearning to see entertaining, free-flowing football to lift the spirit but equally keen to see justice done. The sadness for me is that Chelsea, despite their complete dominance of the game here, deliver neither.