This is labelled as an autobiograpy and about one third of the book is just that. However the bulk of the book is actually looking at rugby with the inevitable emphasis on Welsh rugby and all that has gone wrong with it since the great days of the
seventies.
Bennett's life story is an interesting one, but by the standards of some rugby characters he wasn't one of the game's great hellraisers. The two most interesting parts for me were his telling of how he refused the payments on offer from the rugby league teams (it was a true patriot who could turn down what was very good money for the day, especially given the penny pinching ways of the WRU) and his brush with death in a car crash, which I hadn't been aware of. The rest of the autobiographical stuff is pretty much par for the course in a sports book.
But where Bennett is most interesting is in his views of the game today with the move to professionalism and more especially his tales of the ways of the Welsh Rugby Union. As a Welshman who is embarrassed by the decline of the Welsh national team I found these parts especially enlightening and somewhat depressing. It made for scary reading as he told of the arrogance, incompetence, pettiness and Them and Us attitude the WRU had towards their most precious resource- the players. Bennett tells how they how they incompetently threw away the possible coaching talents that that Golden Generation could have passed on thanks to their stick-to-the-letter-of-the-law attitude to amateurism and their penny pinching ways, which makes any rugby player's decision to turn down the offers of Rugby League even more laudable.
He reflects on how that attitude and how even today the petty rivalries and jealousies within Welsh rugby is still working to the detriment of the mational team and indeed the game as a whole in the Principality.
This is a very good read, though to a Welshman it will be a rather depressing read. The style is entertaining and as Bennett doesn't pull his punches it can be quite a sparky read at times. As I said at the start it's more a reflection on rugby than a full out autobigraphy, but I think it's a far better book because of that. I rather feel a plain and simple telling of Bennett's life story alone wouldn't really have gripped all that much.
Well worth a read - but if you're a Welsh rugby fan don't read it late at night. It'll give you nightmares!