To be fair, "bloke beats lippy chav with golf club" would be a welcome headline in the NAAFI under any other circumstances. It's almost hypocrisy to turn on this guy solely because he's Jade Goody's boyfriend.
Mind you, that could easily be explained by the fact he's a money grabbing, chubby chasing, weak, weedy little cnut.
Gnawing on some bank robber's bell-end for nine months will at least spare him the horror of noshing on Goody's diseased Brillo-pad clout. Cheesy pork or green-lipped mussel pie isn't much of a choice, mind you.
She might prefer you went the back way for a while, mind you. Though if she has radiotherapy she might decide that having a kid even mongier than Jordan's might be worth a few exclusives in Hello mag. She could call it Chernobyl 'Flippers' Goody.