Cack-Hand of my Fathers

Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom - highlight of the Calzaghe v Hopkins showdown in Vegas at the weekend was Sir Uncle Tom's total balls-up of the Welsh National anthem. It really was worth setting the alarm for, perhaps more than the fight itself. Talk about making it up as you go along. He thought he could easily fool us with a well placed cloud of vowels but alas it was not to be!
I think all that fake tan has finally done for his brain. I was embarrassed both for him and for Wales - not that the Yanks noticed mind!

That said, at least he's still got the accent after all these years of being over there - Zeta Jones has only been there two minutes and sounds like she was raised in the back of a Starbucks in the Hollywood hills. Idiot.