Thursday 28 August 2014

Gazza: Sad But Predictable

In much the say way as when a character in a soap opera will say something like "the worst is behind us," or "things are going to be great from now on" and you know that the scriptwriters have some disaster planned for them, then there are times when I read a news story, note the optimism and expectation and think to myself, this will end badly.



So it was when the story appeared on the BBC website that former England international Paul Gascoigne had signed for Sunday League team Abbey in Bournemouth. Abbey manager and taxi driver Chris Foster was apparently driving Gascoigne, stopped to buy cigarettes and got the ex Spurs and Lazio midfielder to complete a signing on form. [1] I might be cynical, I might be uncharitable, but I don't think that I'm wrong in believing  that it is unlikely in the extreme that Gazza will ever take to the field in a Bournemouth park to play for Abbey, especially after another news story that appeared about him almost simultaneously. Doubtless you will have seen the story of his being admitted to hospital after being found in the street near his home in Poole, wandering in an apparently drunken state while clutching a spirits bottle.

Gascoigne's goal against Scotland in 1996. Picture: Daily Mirror
Gascoigne last week. Picture: Daily Mail.
That expression about the fine line between genius and madness may be somewhat overused, but in the case of Gascoigne it has some truth. On a football pitch, with the ball at his feet, he could be a genius. His sublime goal against Scotland in Euro '96 at Wembley was just one stand out moment in a career that ought to have made him one of the game's all time greats, but then there were incidents like the ill advised tackle on Gary Charles of Nottingham Forest in the 1991 when Gascoigne was playing for Spurs. That tackle ruptured Gascoigne's cruciate ligament, causing him to miss a whole season. On and off the pitch Gascoigne has been haunted by demons; on it with ill timed tackles like the one on Charles and the miming of flute playing (a la Orange Order marchers) when playing for Rangers against Celtic; off it with his well documented descents into alcoholism, drug abuse and mental illness and his frequent visits to the Priory for rehab.

Gascoigne's challenge on Charles was bad for both men. Picture: The Guardian.
Professional sport, especially professional football, is a field where at the very top level the athletes are cosseted, indulged and generally divorced from the real world that to a very great extent it is understandable that at the end of their careers they may find that real world quite difficult to deal with. Even more so than the office worker or factory worker who retires in their sixties and finds a world without work difficult to come to terms with, professional sportsmen (and it does only seem to be the men) have much more of a culture shock to deal with and at a very much younger age. It is not uncommon for them to go off the rails; Gascoigne however was off the rails during his career and it was only the structure and routine that the game gave him that prevented him from oblivion at a young age.

At the same time that Gascoigne was reportedly signing for a Bournemouth Sunday side, and at the same time as he was being taken to hospital, QPR manager Harry Redknapp was offering him a small coaching role at the club. The fact that people like Redknapp, and others before him have tried, and will continue to try helping the very troubled Geordie comes down to the fact that despite all of his problems people like him and genuinely want to help him. He still betrays that childlike innocence that endeared football fans to him when he began his career with Newcastle United in 1984; talented, daft as a brush and apparently down to earth, it seems that people can't help but like him, regardless of what he does.

This is beginning to read a bit like an obituary and sadly I don't think it will be many years before a real one will have to be written for Paul Gascoigne. Stan Seymour, his onetime chairman at Newcastle described him as "George Best without the brains" and we all know what fate befell Best. The fact is that we look at people like Paul Gascoigne, with their enviable lifestyle, their exuberant apparently happy go lucky personas and wonder how they can ever get themselves in such a mess. The sad death of Robin Williams just recently sparked many tributes on social media along with some people wondering how someone like him could come to take their own life, "What," some people asked, "could he have had to be depressed about?" Exactly the same things as anyone else. Fame and fortune are no barriers to depression; celebrity and riches are no impediment to addiction. In the UK over 15,000 people die every year due to alcohol related factors; the World Health Organisation estimate that 121 million people suffer from depression worldwide. Age, gender, race, religion, wealth, occupation; none are barriers to alcoholism, drug addiction or depression so we should never be surprised that those who appear to have it all are as vulnerable to these problems as anyone else.

Robin Williams...many people wondered what he could have been depressed about.
Why, one might ask did Gascoigne sign for a Sunday team when he was quite obviously not in any fit state to contemplate playing football again, even at that level? It has always struck me that he, like so many people is unable to say No. Some people are unable to say No to another drink, unable to say No to placing another bet, unable to say No to dubious business deals, unable to say No to people in general. Obviously I don't know Paul Gascoigne, nor am I a psychiatrist, but what I see in him is a vulnerable person who wants to be liked, a relatively naive person who has been exploited and whose addictive personality has been driven by his vulnerability and desire to be liked. It may be a truism that his addictive personality prevents him from saying No, not just to other people but to himself but that difficulty in being able to say No is also a symptom of fear of conflict. Saying No can be hard; it can lead to confrontation, to argument. Far easier to say Yes and deal with the consequences later (or not, as I suspect is Gazza's way). There's a bit of me speaking there; I know that I have trouble saying No sometimes. Maybe because I don't want to upset someone; maybe because I want to appear helpful; maybe because I am afraid of appearing rude. Sometimes saying No now is less painful, even if it merely delays the inevitable.


Someone once said," You learn, right, a lot of people's problems - why they get upset, why they get down, why they turn to drink - is because they can't say one word and it's N-O, no." And the man who said it? Ironically, it was Paul Gascoigne himself.

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