Look out for Peter Cech in an all-over face bandage this weekend.

The hapless sicknote has had to put up with a nasty gash this week (now now, behave), following a freak training ground accident ahead of the club's Champions League clash with Fenerbache.

Sorry, did I say 'accident'? What sort of accident can produce that sort of gouge down someone's face? Did Shaun Wright-Phillips carve him up in some bludclot style with the latest Dr. Dre LP after the Czech shotstopper tried to sneak his Scooter album onto the stereo? Or have the Blues just signed John Hartson, maybe?

Whatever the case, Cech will soon be fully mummified at this rate. Surely no-one still believes that he needs to wear that ridiculous head protection. I mean, Bobby George played a world darts Final with a broken back, (no doubt sustained by the ridiculously huge amount of bling he lumped around back in the day). While back in 2005 Jason Roberts famously played with a broken leg for Wigan in their Championship promotion-winning match, though admittedly, observers failed to notice any real difference in contribution in the final third.

So come on Pete, lets stop all this nonsense now, eh? You'll give yourself a complex at this rate, and it could always be worse, you could have Belletti's mullet.

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