ATTACKED: Jack Grealish
LET me ask you a hypothetical question.
Would you take a right hook from a drunken nutcase in exchange for thirty quid? Me neither. Yet that is exactly what football clubs across the country demand from safety officers every single week.
Safety officers aren’t normal stewards.
They are the guys with walkie talkies who are expected to pile in when a couple of muppets kick off.
They are also supposed to stop pitch invaders like Paul Mitchell, the Birmingham City fan who felled Jack Grealish with a sucker punch to the skull during last season’s West Midla...