IF anybody required a demonstration of the difference between football and rugby supporters, there was no better example available than last weekend's actions.
Chelsea supporters were full of anger, pointed fingers, eyes out on sticks, because Rafael Benitez was coming in as manager.
Gloucester, who might have had some semblance of justification for something similar, welcomed Bryan Redpath (inset) back with no more than a few jeers and not very harsh jibes.
Perhaps rugby supporters have a more balanced approach, accepting that the deal has been done and it is all water under the bridge – which it is.
If your sporting support has to contain a hate element, then that sport ought to carry a health warning on the ticket because it will do far more harm in burst blood vessels than the odd cigarette ever did.
Gloucester selected a gargantuan back five for Sale's visit, which probably sent vibes to the visitors well before kick-off time.
You would not want James, Hamilton, Savage, Qera and Kalamafoni forming the posse if you were on the run and they certainly played a major part in smashing the Sale pack.
Strangely, though, Sale had one of the best displays we have been graced with in Seymour at seven.
He was simply everywhere and had he not been tackling as he did, it could have been a cricket score.
They also had the enigma that is Cipriani.
He has had problems – but he can certainly play.
Even when his side was on the end of a real hammering he kept giving the most exquisite flat passes.
Sadly for Sale, they have nobody who can speak his rugby language, so if a centre did catch the pass he seemed not to have the wherewithal to pass as well.
Not since Michael Lynagh have I seen a ten who can pass the ball with the faintest flick of the wrists like Cipriani seems to do each and every time.
There is no arm movement to offer clues to the defenders, but he is knocking his rugby head against a brick wall on this performance. Sale were clueless, without power up front and well beaten.
The game itself was odd because the first-half action rarely strayed far from the two ten-metre lines on either side of half way.
Sadly for Sale, Freddie Burns was absolutely faultless in his place kicking and his 15 points in the first half cooked their goose well before Christmas.
This was especially heartening because the best sides have to have more than one string to their bow.
Gloucester need to be seen as better than one dimensional where they run everything.
The pragmatic hard edge that we saw in the first period suggested that we have more than one way to play and it did the job on a very wet pitch.
The handling that we did see was not especially pretty and Gloucester were only marginally better than Sale, but they had the power and the possession to get by.
Qera showed his finer handling skills with a barnstorming try that started with a full-frontal assault on a mass of bodies in Sale colours.
Their body language suggested something along the lines of, 'Oh no, why me?'
The next two matches are away against Saracens and Irish and Gloucester are starting to look quite capable of dealing with both.
Saracens may be too pragmatic for their own good as they always look as if there is a set formula to the way they play and it looks very much like 'if we have not done anything in so many passes, we will kick' and 'there will be no handling in our own half.'
That may be miles away from reality but that is how it looks – efficient, pre-ordained and ultimately boring.