This identifying as cats thing is absolute 100% horse shit. There is a Snopes article about it saying it's horse shit. The Sun knows it's horse shit, but publishes it anyway because they are morally vacant talentless hacks who spend all day kissing Rupert Murdoch's leathery sphincter.
Well, he's dead now. He hid it well. The first thing we knew about it was when he disappeared, leaving an insane paranoid note. But hey, I'm sure you lot all know better than me about what happened.
I had a sepp blatter once, but I got some antibiotics which sorted it out.