Nick Davidson and Shaun Hunt are going through a midlife crisis as far as football is concerned. Now they've reached early middle-age they are wondering what has happened to the beautiful game. Where have all the muddy pitches gone?. They wallow in nostalgia for 3pm Saturday kick-offs and cup upsets and they rant against inflated egos, spiralling salaries and satellite TV. And they wonder about men in tights and gloves.
Very funny and well written book on football. I am not a football (soccer) fan or even mildly interested but the book was entertaining for sure. It is kind of in the "you know what grinds my gears" type of commentary, and probably not for the faint of heart or easily upset modern reader. I am having to get out my book of English (Great Britain) terms to follow some of the comments, a good learning experience.
Better than Smyth and Turner's Jumpers for Goalposts, which covers the same ground, and complementary to When Saturday Comes by the eponymous magazine, this book explores the failings of the modern game, its separation from the fanbase, and its excessive commoditization. Sport is a business, but it also creates communities (and tribes, unfortunately) and that latter aspect has been forgotten in the drive for more money.
Some great anecdotal stuff in this book, and some really well described stories of an era gone by in football. The author's clever way with words made this a really entertaining read, even if I didn't understand a few of the references. None the less, this book clearly outlines what's wrong with modern football.