Martin O’Neill’s comments were an ugly blemish on the so-called beautiful game

He delivered this line in a kind of deadpan JackDee-wannabe tone. Dead down the pan more like. Are you on drugs, Martin?
Some kind of retroviral banned substance that transports your brain back to a bygone age of blackface and mother-in-law jokes? And tell us — what is ugly? How do you define ugly? Did your two adult daughters — ‘girls’ — fall off their chairs at your hilarious aside, or did their stomachs shrivel and cringe?