CommentPlus: pick of the papers

The ten must-read pieces from this morning's papers.

1. Revealed: the great scandal no one's noticed (Times)

Daniel Finkelstein criticises Gordon Brown's refusal to announce a spending review in bad times -- a cynical move, given the political potency.

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2. Chancellors can't do that much (Independent)

Hamish McRae maintains that Budgets matter for what they do to public finances, not what they do to the economy. In the short and medium term, all governments have to work with the economy as it is.

3. Today the tooth fairy turns cuts into efficiency savings (Guardian)

Efficiency savings have become the ultimate political get-out-of-jail-free card to liberate us from a £175bn deficit, writes Simon Jenkins, but if things were that easy, they would have happened.

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4. Israel must sack the head of Mossad for this grave insult to Britain (Daily Telegraph)

Con Coughlin says that the Foreign Office decision to expel an important Israeli diplomat is bad for Anglo-Israeli relations, but the blame lies squarely with Israel for the cavalier way in which it abused the passports of a friendly country.

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5. There's a charming symmetry to the latest New Labour scandal (Independent)

Matthew Norman recalls that Labour's arrival in power was marked by the party trousering a million from Bernie Ecclestone in return for changing policy. As such, there is symmetry in the way the lobbying scandal today may help hasten its departure.

6. Let us hear about political women, not politicians' wives (Guardian)

Most voters know more than they want to about Samantha Cameron or Sarah Brown, writes Anne Perkins -- but the belief still lingers that, for women at least, family and a political career are mutually exclusive.

7. Running the country shouldn't be child's play (Times)

Taking a different tack is Alice Thomson, who asks whether we really want sleep-deprived parents -- male or female -- taking decisions that affect 60 million of us.

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8. Google row reveals China's dictatorial attitude (Daily Telegraph)

China's centrally dictated, totalitarian approach to capitalism is fundamentally at odds with the liberal, democratic free-market tradition that exists in America, says Jeremy Warner.

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9. As Biko knew, powerlessness in actual lives is the hurdle justice must clear (Guardian)

The Nobel Prize-winning economist Amartya Sen argues that the state must ensure not only that individual freedoms exist, but that everyone has the ability to experience them.

10. Ethiopia: an aid success story or a tyranny? (Times)

Our money is eradicating poverty, says Camilla Cavendish, discussing the BBC's allegations about Ethiopian aid. But this money may also be used to prop up a repressive regime.

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What David Hockney has to tell us about football

Why the sudden glut of blond footballers? A conversation I had with the artist back in 1966 gave me a clue. . .

In 1966, I went to interview David Hockney at a rather run-down flat in Bayswater, central London. He was 28 and had just won a gold medal at the Royal College of Art.

In his lavatory, I noticed a cut-out photograph from a newspaper of Denis Law scoring a goal. I asked if he was a football fan. He said no, he just liked Denis Law’s thighs.

The sub-editors cut that remark out of the story, to save any gossip or legal problems. In 1966 homosexual activity could still be an offence.

Hockney and a friend had recently been in the United States and had been watching an advert on TV that said “Blondes have more fun”. At two o’clock in the morning, slightly drunk, they both went out, bought some hair dye and became blond. Hockney decided to remain blond from then on, though he has naturally dark hair.

Is it true that blonds have more fun? Lionel Messi presumably thinks so, otherwise why has he greeted this brand-new season with that weird blond hair? We look at his face, his figure, his posture and we know it’s him – then we blink, thinking what the heck, does he realise some joker has been pouring stuff on his head?

He has always been such a staid, old-fashioned-looking lad, never messing around with his hair till now. Neymar, beside him, has gone even blonder, but somehow we expect it of him. He had foony hair even before he left Brazil.

Over here, blonds are popping up all over the shop. Most teams now have a born-again blondie. It must take a fortune for Marouane Fellaini of Man United to brighten up his hair, as he has so much. But it’s already fading. Cheapskate.

Mesut Özil of Arsenal held back, not going the full head, just bits of it, which I suspect is a clue to his wavering, hesitant personality. His colleague Aaron Ramsey has almost the full blond monty. Paul Pogba of Man United has a sort of blond streak, more like a marker pen than a makeover. His colleague Phil Jones has appeared blond, but he seems to have disappeared from the team sheet. Samir Nasri of Man City went startlingly blond, but is on loan to Seville, so we’re not able to enjoy his locks. And Didier Ndong of Sunderland is a striking blond, thanks to gallons of bleach.

Remember the Romanians in the 1998 World Cup? They suddenly appeared blond, every one of them. God, that was brilliant. One of my all-time best World Cup moments, and I was at Wembley in 1966.

So, why do they do it? Well, Hockney was right, in a sense. Not to have more fun – meaning more sex – because top footballers are more than well supplied, but because their normal working lives are on the whole devoid of fun.

They can’t stuff their faces with fast food, drink themselves stupid, stay up all night, take a few silly pills – which is what many of our healthy 25-year-old lads consider a reasonably fun evening. Nor can they spend all their millions on fun hols, such as skiing in the winter, a safari in the spring, or hang-gliding at the weekend. Prem players have to be so boringly sensible these days, or their foreign managers will be screaming at them in their funny foreign accents.

While not on the pitch, or training, which takes up only a few hours a day, the boredom is appalling, endlessly on planes or coaches or in some hotel that could be anywhere.

The only bright spot in the long days is to look in the mirror and think: “Hmm, I wonder what highlights would look like? I’ve done the beard and the tattoos. Now let’s go for blond. Wow, gorgeous.”

They influence each other, being simple souls, so when one dyes his hair, depending on where he is in the macho pecking order, others follow. They put in the day by looking at themselves. Harmless fun. Bless ’em.

But I expect all the faux blonds to have gone by Christmas. Along with Mourinho. I said that to myself the moment he arrived in Manchester, smirking away. Pep will see him off. OK then, let’s say Easter at the latest . . . 

Hunter Davies is a journalist, broadcaster and profilic author perhaps best known for writing about the Beatles. He is an ardent Tottenham fan and writes a regular column on football for the New Statesman.

This article first appeared in the 22 September 2016 issue of the New Statesman, The New Times