Whoever said that modern football was all prawn sandwiches and corporate hospitality?

Well I have found myself gently reassured that the game is still a breeding ground for sports degenerates after reading about a couple of events this weekend.

There's the Mansfield Town fan who chinned the club's owner Keith Haslam on Saturday after the club's disastrous 1-0 home defeat to Rotherham United, which almost certainly ends their long tenure in league football.

Then you've got Patrice Evra and the handbags incident that did little for the Premier League's reputation, not that of the footballer ... I mean, fight like a man, not with your tongue stuck resembling Daisy the cow.

But, as in most things, you've got to hand it to the Yanks to really taking it to extremes. Two kids, who squabbled over a jersey that David Beckham threw into the crowd at a recent LA Galaxy game, are now engaged in an expensive legal battle after the father of Yoshika Kerr (humorously named Eric Kerr << talking about mixing rude surname metaphors) brought his attorney in to get the shirt back.

Incredible, yes. Surprising, probably not, but it has put a smile back on my face. Just a shame the same can't be said for that female Chelsea steward who is still hobbling around like Albert Steptoe.

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