David Baddiel: 'English people feel, with football, that essentially it's our ball'
Is the England men’s football team forever doomed by the albatross of victory in the 1966 World Cup? It’s complicated, says Three Lions co-writer David Baddiel...
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“Thirty years of hurt” is a lyric in a song I co-wrote in 1996 – specifically, a line that came out of my, and Frank Skinner’s, realisation that the word “pain” wasn’t going to rhyme with the word “shirt”. Now, in a blink of an eye, those years have doubled in number and I’ve made a radio series/podcast called – come on, you can work this out – Sixty Years of Hurt.
It’s about England and football, obviously, but more, England through football. What football reveals about England: its hopes, delusions, anxieties, mythologies, occasional moments of grace, and constant underlying sense that something has gone wrong.
Because, as regards national identity and football, like the Facebook box people used to tick next to Relationship Status, it’s complicated.
Let’s – as they say on social media – say the quiet bit out loud. English people feel, with this game, that essentially: it’s our ball. Football is ours. We codified it. We gave it to the world. We won one big victory in 1966, which has sat on our consciousness ever since, somewhere between an heirloom, a comforter and a curse.
But then, frustratingly, the world started playing it better. Which produces a very English mix of entitlement and insecurity. We expect to be restored to our rightful home, one that contains many trophies, while knowing absolutely that said home is a fiction. Somewhere inside is an imagination of an Arthurian idyll of England, where we always win, while hardly even trying. And then, at some level we feel that the results that don’t bring us to that place are just wrong.
1966 has sat somewhere between an heirloom, a comforter and a curse ever since
Wales, Scotland and Northern Ireland don’t labour under the same mythology of expectation. Welsh and Scottish fans, in fact, seem to have a general advantage over England, because their national identities are at least partly rooted in, um, not being England. Which is why Scotland fans – as now, despite their own 28 Years of Hurt – arrive in tournaments intent on having a good time, rather than going out frustrated, disappointed and smashing up bars.
I don’t know how much football truly reflects national identity, but it’s hard not to see some aspects of it as endemic to Englishness itself. In episode two, I look at how often England managers have turned against various maverick genius players, from Rodney Marsh to Matthew Le Tissier, and wonder if this represents two opposite poles of Englishness: one ordered, controlled, authoritarian; the other anarchic, shambolic and mainly interested in having a laugh.
Other countries aren’t so split. In Argentina, as sportswriter Jonathan Wilson explains to me, their national origin figure is the gaúcho, a cowboy from the Pampas; but later, in the cities, that transformed into the pibe, an impudent kid, full of street smarts and tricks, always outwitting the authorities. And then, weirdly, that myth is embodied by someone called Diego Maradona.
In England, the player who might eternally embody Englishness is less clear. For a long time, with his combination of humility, grace, skill and combover at 23, it was Bobby Charlton. But by the 90s, the most famous England footballer wore a sarong, exuded sex appeal and earned more money than Charlton could have imagined. Which tells us, perhaps, that Englishness is more complex than some other national identities, and football only holds up a mirror to its many changes.
The series ends, as all attempts to understand England and football must, by asking whether things might one day be different. Under Gareth Southgate, they kind of were. Not perfect, not completed, not redeemed – but different. England found a way of carrying their history without being entirely crushed by it. We didn’t win anything, of course, but the final episode, looking forward to this World Cup, is about hope, perhaps for once without the dance with despair.
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Although if there is one lesson being English teaches you, it’s to look forward to when you’re 64.
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David Baddiel
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