The Ireland France Football debacle, again

I heard something on the radio today that sounded like a good idea.
Someone suggested that Thierry Henri should be banned for a number of games when they go to the World Cup Finals, but France should not be allowed to replace him, and have to play those games with ten rather than eleven players.
That sounded like a good idea to me, although it is a shame that such measures need to be considered now that cheating in sport has become so common-place.
I don't know a lot about it, but I understand that golf still takes a poor view of cheaters. You will get thrown out of your club and banned for life, and will probably find it difficult to join another one, if you get caught doing it.
I personally don't understand why you would want to cheat at a game. I like to play chess. What pleasure would I get from cheating at it? (and on the internet, apparently you can cheat, by going to sites that tell you what Gary Kaspirov would do in your situation, then going back to your online game and copying the moves he would use).
Cheating at Monopoly is, of course, okay. Practically compulsory, in fact, because it gets so bloody boring after about three hours.

I just have to point out that there is a strong difference between cheating and stealing.
Stealing is an art.
Speaking of stealing and art, I used to occasionally visit these people who were a friend of a friend when I was a student. They had a Picasso hanging on the back of their toilet door. Not a print. A real Picasso. Not a major work or anything, just a little sketch. But it was a real Picasso. They stole it from the City Art Gallery.
They lived just around the corner from me, so every time I needed a poo, I made an excuse to call round and visit them, just so I could look at it.