ANGER IS NOT A BY-PRODUCT OF FOOTBALL; IT’S A PARASITE, A HIJACKER, A STAIN THAT WE WOULD DO WELL TO REMOVE At one end of The Hawthorns was a fizzing, writhing sea of joy. Michy Batshuayi had just scrambled home the late goal that not only ensured Chelsea would beat West Bromwich Albion but confirmed that, on May 12, 2017, the Blues were Premier League champions. Batshuayi had raced off, his team-mates haring after him. Antonio Conte, their manager, was bouncing on the touchline, testing the immaculate tailoring of his suit to its very limit. And the travelling supporters, all huddled together in the Smethwick End, were dancing, embracing and washing over each other in ecstasy.
A hundred yards or so away, facing them, something else was going on; another…