John Terry has been rightly vilified for what he's done to his wife and family. I might not think he deserves to lose the England captaincy for his off-the-field awfulness - there'd be a pretty short list to take over from him if that was how we judged our footballers - but he's not some misunderstood diamond geezer either.
Liz Hunt guessed - and that's all it was - in the Telegraph that men were more sympathetic towards Terry than women after the revelations came out. Oh, and wrote some shit as well:
For obvious reasons, I'll dispense with the claims made for Terry's virtues off-pitch. Consider instead whether he's still deserving of the accolades applied to his performances on-pitch. "Bonkers bravery"? Well, he's been bonking bravely, for sure. "Faultless positioning"? Faultless indeed – until he was exposed, very publicly, as having played off-side. Still, his ''distribution'' remains impressive, if you take into account the alleged liaisons with Jenny, Karina, Nicola and Shalimar et al that filled the weekend tabloids.
YouGov, on the other hand, came out with something that said women were more forgiving of Terry than men. Who knows whether that's true or not? What you can be pretty sure of is that the claws were eventually going to come out for the woman involved in this story, Vanessa Perroncel. And so they have.
There is a word the French use to describe women like Vanessa Perroncel. The word is effronte, and it means barefaced, or shameless.
One could think of a number of other adjectives to describe the pneumatic Miss Perroncel, but 'shameless' is probably the most polite.
One? Who's 'one' when one's at home? Four people - count them, four people - laid this cable in the Mail today. Were they all wondering, as one, these things?
We have now been given the names of another two Stamford Bridge stars who allegedly succumbed to Miss Perroncel's charms, bringing the grand total to seven - four of whom were named publicly in a red-top newspaper yesterday.
Perhaps by the end of the week she will have been linked to a full team of 11 highly paid Chelsea footballers.
Yeah, brilliant. Keep going, this is tremendous.
Who else but Miss Perroncel could have had an affair with England captain Terry, fallen pregnant by him, had an abortion, wrecking God knows how many lives in the process, then touted her story around Fleet Street - for a figure in excess of £250,000 - promising to set the record straight as though she was the victim of this shabby debacle which threatens to derail England's World Cup campaign?
I don't quite understand that. Who else? Well probably someone else, I don't know. I don't think the pregnancy was really planned, hence the abortion. And I love the disdain with which "someone touting their story around Fleet Street" is regarded by a newspaper which has gleefully joined in with the story - including articles like this one. They don't want to miss out on the feeding frenzy, but of course they want you to know it's a very shabby business.
Of course, as we know, poor Wayne was not the first Chelsea player to fall for the French beauty.
Let's go through the list.
The men in this story, then, are portrayed as mere victims of the sexually insatiable Perroncel. "Poor" Wayne Bridge, for example. They are just a list of unfortunates who were incapable of not having sex with her. It's a fairly dismal way of looking at women - the predatory female who leaves a train of victims in her wake, as if all her partners were somehow powerless to prevent themselves from succumbing.
There is also a fifth player, who cannot be named for legal reasons.
Our own inquiries have also linked Miss Perroncel to another two current Chelsea stars.
One wonders what her family makes of it back in France.
One wonders, does one? I don't know, how about bothering them to try and find out? Oh, you have. There are some fairly bland quotes from an uncle of Perroncel's, presumably the only slightly derogatory things he said in an hour-long interview, plucked out of thin air and transported to this story, to give the maximum impact against her.
The judge initially granted the gagging order.
The following night, Miss Perroncel was living it up at London's Chinawhite nightclub with Elen Rives, the former partner of Chelsea star Frank Lampard, who was celebrating her 35th birthday.
Miss Rives is believed to be one of the few WAGs standing by Miss Perroncel.
Might the two have toasted the judge who ruled that John Terry's dirty secret was to remain just that?
'Wayne (Bridge) was horrified that Vanessa and Elen Rives spent that Saturday night drinking and partying at Chinawhite,' says a friend.
'She was there throwing herself about on the dance floor, flirting and thinking she had escaped.'
As we said, shameless.
How dare someone go out and enjoy themselves, ever? With someone else, as well - how could they? Shameless! Might they have toasted the judge? Who knows? Who cares? Does it matter? It's something that no-one will ever know, and it's pointless to speculate.
Terry has emerged from this mucky saga as very damaged goods, and rightly so of course as far as his public profile is concerned. But this just goes to show that it's always the female for whom the real venom is reserved. Why that might be, it's hard to say. But the claws are coming out.
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