It was the moment everyone had been waiting for—the bright lights, the glitter, and Tom Skinner, the unfiltered star of The Apprentice, stepping onto the Strictly Come Dancing stage with the legendary Amy Dowden at his side. The music hit, the Paso Doble began, and for a few electrifying minutes, Tom was all fire and bravado, stomping across the floor, determination etched on his face.
But as the final note faded and the judges scribbled their scores, a hush fell over the studio. “Sixteen out of forty,” announced Tess Daly, her voice almost apologetic. The crowd clapped, but the energy was restless. And then, as if on cue, the real judges—the ones at home—took to social media, and the night erupted.
“Are you telling me Tom got a better score than Alex Kingston… ARE WE KIDDING #Strictly,” one user wrote, disbelief radiating from every word. Another chimed in, “Tom getting only one less than Balvinder??? #strictly.” The comments tumbled in, raw and relentless: “#Strictly Tom Skinner did s**** what from that deserved any more than a 3.” It was a digital wildfire, and Tom was right in the middle of it.
Backstage, Tom tried to laugh it off, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes—a mix of nerves and pride. “Well, I love Strictly because it’s a family show. I’ve got three young kids, and I can’t wait for them to watch me dance,” he told reporters, his Essex accent cutting through the tension. “Most people probably think, ‘Tom’s not going to be able to do this,’ so I really want to prove them wrong.”
But proving them wrong was never going to be easy. Even before he hit the dancefloor, Tom’s signing had raised eyebrows across the country. “He’s too outspoken for the BBC,” some said. Others pointed to his fiery Twitter rants and wondered if he’d survive the glitz and glamour without causing chaos. And chaos did follow—just days ago, Tom had snatched a reporter’s phone and stormed out of a press conference, headlines trailing him like confetti.
Yet, there’s something undeniably magnetic about Tom Skinner. “I was at a West Ham game just after I was announced for Strictly,” he recalled, “and I got stopped by so many fellas telling me they were going to watch Strictly for the first time because of me! I wasn’t expecting that.” Suddenly, the show had a new kind of audience—one that didn’t care about perfect footwork, but wanted to see one of their own take a chance.
The drama didn’t stop with Tom. Strictly was thrown into further chaos when Love Island’s Dani Dyer was forced to pull out after a last-minute injury, her place swiftly filled by Amber Davies. The stage was set for a season like no other—unpredictable, unruly, and utterly unmissable.
As the dust settled, social media kept buzzing. “Tom might not be Fred Astaire, but he’s got guts,” one fan posted. Another added, “Strictly needs a shake-up, and Tom’s just the man to do it.” The judges’ scores may have been under fire, but for now, Tom Skinner had done what he always does—stirred the pot, divided the crowd, and made sure that, love him or hate him, you simply couldn’t look away.
And as the credits rolled, Tom grinned at the camera, sweat pouring down his face. “I want to be in people’s front rooms on a Saturday night, showing them that I can dance,” he said, voice full of hope and stubborn defiance. One thing’s for sure—Strictly Come Dancing will never be the same again.
