In this small but perfectly formed book, Julie Burchill has brought all her razor-sharp understanding of celebrity culture to bear on the iconic figure of David Beckham. This is not a drab exercise in analysing ball skills, it reaches far deeper into the national psyche to ask why the England captain has become such an impossible man to dislike - even to those who hate, as she does, the whole money-spinning, filthy-lucre world of modern football. When we were subjected over the years to those endless images of Gazza bawling his eyes out, the feeling eventually was that you wished somebody would really give him something to cry about. The sight of Becks beaming with paternal pride as he carries his little lad around the pitch on his shoulders evokes the opposite response. One day I might be as happy as that. All this and much, much more is in this book. Only Burchill could have written it this movingly, this accurately - and this good.