IN THE week when Russia invaded Ukraine to bring war to Europe it seems frivolous to speak about sport. 

When people are losing their homes – and in many tragic cases, their lives, as the tanks roll in, disrupting life, hopes and dreams – conversation about sport appears as insignificant as it is meaningless. 

As much as I enjoyed Arsenal’s last-gasp victory over Wolves on Thursday evening in north London – and I did, believe me I really did – the train journey back home seemed far more subdued than it would normally have been after such a triumph.