Billy on the Box: The hand of Gub

Wednesday, 4 November 2009

I have many guilty secrets — my love of green wine gums, Katherine Jenkins, sheep, Wotsits, wearing two pairs of socks at all times, Tom Jones' Las Vegas years and an unhealthy fascination with Dana.

But all of these pale into insignificance when it comes to Tony Gubba. I grew up with Tony, I don't mean literally, he didn't hand me over the second pair of socks of a morning, but he always seems to have been around.

Lurking in the background behind Motty and Barry Davies, he never really got the big gig, always destined to cover Romanian matches at the World Cup, the archery at the Olympics, or the snowman fondling at the Winter Olympiad.

So take a bow ESPN Classic for making him one of their main contributors on their excellent new Hall of Fame shows. If you've missed them, don't fret, it's ESPN, they'll be on again in 10 minutes, but well worth a look.

The one I caught this week was ‘In a League of Their Own', a bit like the Gubster, where we focused on inspirational individual performances, accompanied by a series of inane comments from presenters and hugely unfunny comedians you've never heard of, sandwiched between music of the age. Oh, and Andy Goldstein was there too. It's not all good.

Still nice that we finally got to the bottom of where he disappeared to after Soccer AM. Apparently Helen Chamberlain was watching telly and misheard that ad for your unwanted gold and popped poor Andy into an envelope and he was never seen again.

But off we went to Mexico 86 and the usual whine ‘famous for two goals that showed Maradona at his best and his worst.' Get over it, do the Germans go on and on about Geoff Hurst?

And anyway, let's look at the evidence. Diego is about the same size as wee Jimmy Krankie and managed to jump above Peter Shilton to punch the ball in. In fairness though, Shilts was only four foot three, his perm took him up to six foot two.

This though didn't seem to matter to Tony. “He cheated — and I'm still bloody annoyed,” he barked, but surely he would have been better asking the question that still remains unanswered some 23 years on — what was Terry Fenwick (a) trying to do for the second goal and (b) doing on a World Cup pitch?

“I think England were the better team, but they didn't have Maradona,” Tony continued. Indeed and Argentina didn't have Kerry Dixon and Alvin Martin.

But Tony is no stranger to dodgy hands, as he turned up on Sky Sports' Bounty Hunter poker tournament last week too, finishing 343rd out of 666 competitors — that's what you get when you play with the devil's cards.

Presented by Richard Alford, former Big Breakfast frontman and just too unknown to feature on Hall of Fame, he went all in with Tony, saying one day he could be commentating on the FA Cup Final (no he wouldn't) and the next covering the bobsleigh. Eh? In May?

Pinboy (Tony's poker name) has obviously got the needle with the Beeb's job policy. “As a journalist, as most of us are, or we were, as the BBC now tends to employ ex-sportsmen more and more, not always successfully...”

Oooh, he's not happy. Just wait to Diego turns up to commentate on the luge someday and it'll make the Falklands look like a game of snap.

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