Chuck Culpepper is an American sportswriter who grew bored with his home-grown sports - too much money, spoilt brats playing and whiners managing, too much TV, etc, etc. In fact, ironically enough, all of the things that have completely put me off the "English" (come on ...) Premier League.
However, Culpepper comes to England and for the first time in decades - almost ever - watches as a fan, and a green one at that.
His adventures following Pompey as his adopted side for a season are very entertaining. He's good with a gag, has a sharp eye for the curios of English fandom, yet is never shy of weighing in with a strong opinion once in a while.
His writing style is pure Americana, laced with fluent US journo, which to my British taste comes across as somewhat un-literary, but that doesn't spoil the fun.
In summary, a light but highly entertaining read. I'm not sure there are any really deep insights into football or Englishness here, but you can't help warming to the kind of people prepared to dress up as a blue bear every fortnight to watch overpaid blokes kick a ball about. Sadly, the currently greed and tantrum infested game doesn't really deserve the fans it has.