That Jimmy Greaves piece is really interesting, although it could have done without the enormous gratuitous photos of Gascoigne coming out the off licence with a blue bag of full of stella and another of him looking the worse for wear.
**Note to tabloid editors- everyone knows Gascoigne has a serious drink problem, you really don't need photographs that are bigger than twelve paragraphs of text- which brings me to my point.
The thing that struck me was Greaves line-
Luckily for me, my wife and I got back together again soon after and I could gradually get my life back into some sort of order.
I was enjoying playing non-league football for Barnet, with no pressure, and I had a job selling knitwear for a friend, again there was no stress and I could work at my own pace.
After reading that I realized that Gascoigne is more than likely going to be the first real casualty of the ‘reinvention of English football 1990-1992’. Greaves, the most celebrated striker in the English game during the ‘glory years’ of the 1960’s and 1970’s could comfortably disappear into obscurity if he wished- to deal with his demons and the drop out of the limelight clearly aided him in rebuilding his life successfully.
Gascoigne, all skills and tears at Italia 90 became the poster boy at the cusp of the whole new commodified world of football, flush with TV cash and suddenly trendy. No longer could a larger than life footballing personality be afforded obscurity when and where they needed it- rolling coverage needed personality and Gazza was a dream come true. However when the dark side took over, the TV cameras and presses did not stop rolling.
Unlike Greaves who would only ever be seen on Match Of The Day/The Big Match once a week on the footballing field, Gascoigne was hounded by the press pack relentlessly, a media insatiable in its demand for celebrity tittle tattle, scandal and shock in which the new football world was a happy and fertile hunting ground. There’s no doubt in my mind that the relentless need of the football media for story, banter, controversy and personality to sell the game has exacerbated Gascoigne’s already fragile personality and mental state (his ‘roving reporter’ role for ITV during the 2002 World Cup was a particular nadir) and Gascoigne has never been afforded the time, space and indeed obscurity to deal with his demons in the way celebrated players such as Jimmy Greaves had. Even George Best was granted obscurity in the fact that he lived out his hell raising days before the absolute and complete overweening demands of the media.
I know Gascoigne and Greaves are hugely different individuals with contrasting personalities but there’s no doubt the media demands and attention of post 1990 football has had a detrimental effect on Gascoigne.
I’ve always viewed Gascoigne as the moment old football met the new. The old story of the exceptionally gifted but personally flawed lad from the backstreets of a Northern town making it onto the national stage. What was new was the 24 hour, celebrity glitz, glare and riches of the new football which meant every personality flaw was blazed in neon, every mishap pored over and every fault voyeuristically splashed across every front page and TV headlines. All the time.
There’s a horrible inevitability about Gascoigne’s future (and I hope to God I’m wrong) but I cannot help but think he is going to be both the victim of his own demons and the clamour and requirements of a game he was at the forefront of when it was revolutionized.