I may forgive, but I won´t forget- Sepp Blatter sounds suspiciously like my maternal grandfather the day he had been committed to the nursing home because of advanced Alzheimer. From there he used to terrorize nurses and those of the family who still kept up with him and his tempers on good days, and the police patrols on days he was mentally off and ran away. Of course my grandfather was older by two years, so there´s still hope that Mr. Blatter will be able to muck out the pigpen called FIFA. Since there´s no Herakles in sight he´d better take care of the problem himself, or one day soccer world championship will be allocated to the highest-bidding rogue nation (we are already close to, I think). So good luck, Mr. Blatter, in this particular case, and please be aware that your time should be up by now! No 79-year-old should cling to a position where new blood is needed!