Preamble John Terry got us into this mess by eschewing a simple handshake and choosing instead to sate his grubby urges by irrevocably damaging the life of a perfectly decent human being and also a small child; as a consequence we now have the vaguely farcical scenario of a significant football match – Chelsea go four points clear if they win; City go fourth if they draw – being overshadowed by a handshake. A handshake. You know, the thing that is occasionally used to significant a vital political breakthrough, an initiation and the like. Oh, football. What I would like to happen I’m not picky, any of these will do. 1) Bridge goes straight to his position at left-back when he comes out of the tunnel, not even bothering to disguise his contempt for the absurd sham that is “The Respect Handshake”. 2) The entire City team refuse to shake Terry’s hand, citing the age-old juvenile excuse that they don’t know where it’s been. 3) Bridge does a Banzai Mr Shake Hands Man number on Terry, holding the handshake for almost four minutes. A confused Terry, who doesn’t know whether he’s being mocked, forgiven or about to appear on This…