John Motson

BBC legend John Motson (or Mottie as he likes to be called) has been on our TV screens and radios as a football commentator since 1971.

He delivered his penultimate radio football commentary on 11th March. This forms part of his ‘farewell tour’ (FFS) before he is wheeled out for his final game in May 2018 (BBC’s FA Cup final programme).

This national treasure and BBC luvvie, described by Barbara Slater (BBC director of sport): “John Motson is a real asset to the football world and he will be sorely missed. It isn’t hard to see why he is so highly treasured, not just by the BBC but also by the nation, due to his instantly recognisable voice, wonderful sense of humour and his incredible dedication to the sport”.

Personally never thought much of or liked him as a commentator, despite the copious amounts of homework he did or the statistics fired off. Give me the raw passion of the late Brian Moore (the voice of football) from The Big Match any day of the week.

Mottie, less of a leg-end and more of an old bell-end (that’s perhaps what the OBE stands for after his name) in my humble opinion, the ultimate football anorak (or should that be smelly old sheepskin coat)

From the man that gave you:

For those of you watching in black and white, Spurs are in the all-yellow strip

Northern Ireland are ten minutes away from their finest victory. There’s 15 minutes to go here.

The Czech Republic are coming from behind in more than one way now.

Owen scores and breaks Lineker’s competitive scoring record. Although this being a friendly it doesn’t actual count, so he hasn’t quite done it yet.

Not the first half you might have expected, even though the score might suggest that it was.

The goals made such a difference to the way this game went.

The match has become quite unpredictable, but it still looks as though Arsenal will win the cup.

Whether that was a penalty or not, the referee thought otherwise.

It’s Arsenal 0, Everton 1, and the longer it stays like that, the more you’ve got to fancy Everton.

Probably his only decent quote in nearly half a century-The Crazy Gang have beaten the Culture Club.

After nearly 50 years on our screens and radios frankly glad to see him moving on, anyway, probably about time he was substituted for an early bath (preferably still in that stupid fucking coat).

Nominated by willie stroker