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Recently I read a very old interview with one of Newcastle United’s greatest and most underrated players, Jackie Sinclair. It was Jackie who, along with Bobby Moncur, won the Geordies their last meaningful trophy - the Fairs Cup, in 1969. He made a couple of goals and generally terrorised the Ujpest Dozsa defence, doing his usual stuff.
I remember him well and with great respect - I saw him play once, towards the end of his career, for Sheffield Wednesday at Ayresome Park in about 1971, I would guess. He was getting on then, but still, midway through the second half he set off on a mazy run through the Boro defence and put a 25-yard rocket into the top right corner of the net. Pure class, the sort of goal which, today, would have commentators approaching the stage of ejaculation and secure him a £100,000-a-week pay packet. I thought of Jackie as a midfielder or a winger, but he scored 53 goals in 113 games for Newcastle.
I mention him because he was, in style and ability, if not temperament, the equivalent of Paul Gascoigne, but nobody made the remotest fuss about him. His interview (with an old fan, I think) was full of humility and good-natured grace. When Jackie hung up his boots he went straight back where he came from, Scotland, and his old job down the pit. Nobody, at the time, thought this unnatural. The last I heard of him he was a golf club steward in the town of Dollar.
We all have sympathy for Gascoigne, who was sectioned last week under the Mental Health Act – a long overdue occurrence, some will have mused. It is not Gascoigne’s fault that he plied his trade just as the top footballers began to earn really silly money. Not really silly money by today’s standards, of course, but pretty deranged. Nor is it just the money, of course. The thing that really did for Gascoigne was the ludicrous adulation laid at his feet, bucket-load after bucket-load of drivel, of which the most frequent and least apt was “genius”. Gascoigne was a very good footballer, at least the equal of Jackie Sinclair for a year or two, but it does not take “genius” to flick the ball over the head of a Scotland defender with the grace and mobility of a fridge-freezer. It takes a bit of skill and chutzpah, and that’s it. But Gazza, like all our top players, was indulged to a degree that must have led to a profound psychological imbalance. A simple soul – well, if we’re honest, a bit on the thick side – bombarded with intimations of his own invincibility, afforded the sort of adulation we might, in earlier times, have given a Nobel Prize-winner or a long-serving prime minister. And even in his decline, indulged again and again by TV companies who filmed his moronic pranks and embarrassing, incomprehensible interviews, by nonleague clubs who sought to exploit his name by pretending to him that he might be a good manager, a man who has not uttered a sentient thought in his entire life.
Even a well-balanced individual would find themselves on the first train to the booby hatch after all that. And Paul, um, he wasn’t that well-balanced in the first place.
When the news of his detention came through last week, one newspaper rather nastily showed a picture of him on one page and on the next a photograph of his stepdaughter Bianca slumped on the floor, having allegedly been refused access to Kylie Minogue’s party at some ghastly, fatuous pop/celeb shindig. The implication was that there must be some sort of genetic predisposition to self-destruction and degradation.
There is a link between those two images, but it’s not genetic. The link is in that sound – a soft phhuttt, like a cigarette being extinguished in the dregs of a glass of Cristal – that occurs when celebrities realise that everyone has tired of them and that the stuff that made them famous is either no use any more or, in poor Bianca’s case, never really existed. The unreal world is withdrawn and they are left to stand on their own two feet, a job for which, in almost all cases, they are hopelessly ill-equipped. It may well be that the obscene pay of today’s top footballers insulates them for life from having to do anything more strenuous than swallow a Methuselah of champagne and shag an ever-dwindling number of slappers. But without doubt, that same sense of unreality, that same delusion that afflicted Gascoigne, is on display every week in the Premier League. It is there when England take to the field with consummate insouciance and are played off the park by Croatia; in Ashley Cole’s anger that Arsenal thought he was worth only £55,000 per week; in Jonathan Woodgate moaning that his Spurs salary is making it difficult to buy an appropriate home in London.
I suppose the likes of Jackie Sinclair could be forgiven for regretting that they were born 30 years too soon, although there was no hint of this in the interview I read. Sensible man, I reckon.

Rod Liddle is the most controversial commentator on sport in the British media. Previously the editor of BBC Radio 4’s Today programme and now a columnist with The Spectator, he brings an often outrageous and always provocative fan's view to The Sunday Times every week
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Nice bit of writing - I ended up almost not envying the money and slappers.
Marek, London,
To have a go at someone who has had obvious psychological problems and is now at an all time low is not journalism. It's pathetic. A male Polly Filla indeed.
Tony 67, Glasgow, Scotland
Sad but true
plaw999, Waterford , Ireland
I agree this has much to do with the unnecessary adulation of the media. The Roberto Carlos freekick in some meaningless tournament comes to mind. The way the media overplayed and overhyped the genius of that fluke was ridiculous. But that kick probably secured Carlos a £20k/week increase. Nevermind that his hit rate on freekicks was probably 1 in 30 or probably worse.
But this is a British malaise, one good result and you're genius, one bad and you're useless. This same attitude permeates all the culture from school through work...
NK776, London,
What a load of sour, patronizing tosh.
Gazza was a rare talent. He could dictate a game, find anyone with a pass and possessed a whole repertoire of astonishing skills.
Ask anyone who knows the game and they'll agree. Ask Franz Beckenbauer and he'll agree. You must have been watching Millwall too long.
And if Jackie Sinclair finds anything noble in not making money from his talents, he's a bigger fool than you.
Patoba Ipririm, London, UK
I'm not sure I totally agree with all the points made in your article, but I do get where you are coming from. I suspect it's not only a reflection of Gascoigne's inability to handle the undue adulation, but also a function of today's society to heap said adulation on the decidedly average and totally undeserving.
With a bit of savvy I have no doubt that a lot of the points made could be used to his advantage, a bad example, I know, as he drank himself to death, but I can't stop thinking of the immortal comment made to George Best "When did it all start going wrong for you"
Having been in the stands at the Italia 90 Semi and the Germany 06 Quarters, I will never forget the heart and soul with which Gascoigne and the entire team played in Italy, and I thank them for that. If only our prima donna's in 06 had shown 10% of that.
Robert, Hong Kong, Hong Kong.
we all know gazza for his talent, so leave him alone with his personal problems. would you have repeated your comments right after the Holland game in euro 96? dont hate him for his good fortune then or be glad for the bad now
njau, kandara, kenya
I think absolutely the worst, most inaccurate part of this article is "Even a well-balanced individual would find themselves on the first train to the booby hatch after all that". Because of course everyone knows that all former professional footballers who have received the acclaim that Paul Gascoigne did are insane. Oh yes, old loopy Roberto Baggio holed up in the asylum with Zinedine Zidane, Eric Cantona and Pele.
Or, perhaps, Paul Gascoigne has some serious psychological problems that it is both insensitive and pointless to try to bend to fit a smug little article about how modern footballers are treated too well and aren't very good anyway so ner.
Laurence Davison, Sydney, Australia
I think Rod has got this one quite badly wrong. Yes, 'sentient' is used to define forms of life that can feel. But what Rod, over-reaching for the fancy adjective as many journalists do, wrote was 'sentient thought'. A thought is not a life-form. What Rod meant, presumably, was 'an intelligent thought' or 'a sensible thought'. But that, alas, was not what Rod wrote.
Martin, Barbon , Lancs
maybe he has not said anything prolific however which footballer has ? Please do not assume he is a "thick Geordie", judge him by the football talent and contribution he has given over the years.
helen lincoln, sunderland, england
No, Garret, I didn't mean "sensible". If I'd meant "sensible" I'd have written "sensible". I meant sentient, as in a defining characteristic of intelligent lifeforms.
rod liddle, marlborough, wilts
As a nutter myself I object to people like Steve Mobbs who find the phrase 'booby hatch' - used by Rod Little - 'unhelpful'. 'Booby hatch' says what it does on the tin, so does 'Loony Bin' and 'Funny Farm'. We do a disservice to those off their trolly by using gentle euphemisms. The 'mentally unbalanced', to use a careful phrase, have a sense of realism and humour.
Nicky Bird, Ealing, London
NICKY BIRD, LONDON,
From the Concise Oxford English Dictionary:
sentient
n adjective able to perceive or feel things.
DERIVATIVES
sentience noun
sentiently adverb
ORIGIN
C17: from Latin sentient-, sentire 'to feel'.
Perhaps Mr Liddle means 'sensible'?
Garret Smyth, Sarf London,
Rather unfair to say he is "thick", he just never had the chance of education.
dean, Hants,
Whilst I agree with the main thrust of this article, I feel that I have to point out that it is unhelpful to refer to a psychiatric hospital as a "booby hatch." I'm sure that was meant to be amusing, but while we continue to use language like that to describe our mental institutions, we do nothing to remove the stigma that has been attached to mental illness for the past few centuries.
Steve Mobbs, Ovingham, Northumberland
Ken - you'll be the Ken Hensley of Uriah Heep, then - to which much respect and thanks: I bought Salisbury when I was 12 and loved it to bits. And thanks to all for the comments........
rod liddle, marlborough, wilts
A very perceptive and human article.
CHARLIE, LONDON, UK
Uriah Heep ? Relevant ? Dream on, Ken
David, Auckland, NZ
Right on the money Rod!!
For me the key to your article was the (almost) passing reference to the sudden impact of reality into the so-called "celebrity" life.
As a former "global rock star" I had to deal with this and it wasn't easy. It was, in fact, the most difficult personal, emotional, psychological and spiritual challenge of my life so far! How could I have been so "relevant" in the 70s and now...nothing?
I don't know how my wife found the strength to deal with me during this process but she did and she steadfastly made me face it, rather than allowing me to whine, snort or drink my way further into it! For that, for the introspective songs I wrote throughout this and for my faith, I will be eternally grateful but this whole issue merits closer examination, especially by a media that seems to enjoy piling further abuse onto abusers!
It's a deep deal and I hope Mr. Gascoigne finds the strength to survive and emerge as a normal, balanced human being again. Thanks.
Ken Hensley, Agost, Spain
"Gazza", was a great footballer, and it is a shame that he is, where he is now. And everyone is having their say.
Let's face it, he's not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he needs help, and a little guidance. I'm not quite sure of his qualifications, but can't the FA organize some way of him getting coaching, or management badges. It would be therapeutic and maybe it would work with other players who have fallen by the wayside, so to speak. Or, is this already going on?? Just a thought.
Geoff Stringer, Southend-on-Sea Essex , ENGLAND
Just because Gazza played practical jokes doesn't make him stupid. In interviews Gazza comes across as having average intelligence. When you say he's thick you're saying so is the average person. I agree it has something to do with celebrity though
Colin55, Stoke, UK
I totally agree with the article written about Gascoine a very much overated footballer in my view his behaviour of the field was just not funny.
Ian Brooks, Priego de Cordoba, Spain