The Spanish football official snogging a women’s World Cup winner has certainly given Fleet Street’s Glendas something to write about at the fag end of the silly season.
But I wonder if there’d have been such a furore if Senor Rubiales had planted a kiss on the lips of a male footballer.
Far from it, would be my guess. Instead of being monstered and cast into the outer darkness, he’d have become an instant hero of the LGBTQUEFA+ brigade and awarded a special rainbow badge by Stonewall. Over ’ere son, on me ’ead.