This is one of the most interesting tales of sporting history, the freakish man who went on to play test cricket for Australia by creating a whole new way of bowling.
It's only a shame that the book didn't live up to the legend of Jack Iverson.
I've read much of Gideon Haigh's writing in the past, and have found some of it excellent.
He was often struggling in this book in being able to come up with enough recollections of Iverson, and with little media reporting available and no diaries etc of his early life, Haigh seemed to continuously go off onto tanegents of psychological analysis, theory and quoting from some bizarre works that seemed to me to have little obvious to do with the subject.
Saying that, I enjoyed some of the recollections that were used of what was undoubtedly a tortured genius, and what is ultimately a very sad end to the life of Iverson comes through in his daughter's comments about him.
This was worth reading, if it was perhaps too easy to put down [always a bad sign!], but ultimately I was left unsatisfied by this biography.