The news that it has only taken two working days for Aaron Cawley to be identified, caught, put on trial and sent to prison for four months fills my jaded, cynical heart with a warm feeling.
Although I can only wonder why it was that a swimmer who interrupted the posh boys boat race got six months whilst an alcohol fuelled Leeds United supporter got only four months, is the judicial service going soft?
Anybody who stumbled across Friday night's Yorkshire derby by accident must have wondered what on earth they were watching. Parts of the match resembled cross country wrestling and one part in particular, involving Michael Brown of Leeds and a Sheffield Wednesday defender, took me back to my childhood and those boxing robots who used to stand toe to toe trying to beat each other to bits. The chants, of both supporters were vile, the football (apart from two excellent goals) was verging on the outer limits of extreme sports and 'Colin' was, as usual, a complete prat in the post match interview - fortunately he has since apologised for his comment that Kris Kirkland had 'gone down too easily'.
The case of Aaron Cawley does of course pose more questions than it does answer. How exactly does somebody who is unemployed manage to attend all Leeds United matches? How does somebody who has already been the subject of multiple banning orders manage to get inside a football ground? How much alcohol can one person consume and still stay standing long enough to hit a tall, fit, athlete?