I love football, but our national sport is being dragged further into the gutter week by week – and I don’t blame the multi-millionaire brats playing the game. And, I know soccer is so sacred, not to mention a multibillion-pound business, no one ever wants to risk making a change or, heaven forbid, do anything which might upset its precious players. But the pace at which the sport evolves, or more accurately doesn’t evolve, is unbelievable and, as a result, it continues to stagnate. A year ago in this column, during the Six Nations, I compared and contrasted a gentleman’s game played by hoolig…