Most Helpful Customer Reviews
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5 of 7 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
In your face "terrace" style writing, and its great!!, 25 Oct 2003
By A Customer
Take away the football element and what you have is the story of an ordinary married man struggling through life over the past few years, redundancy, divorce, illness, intimidation, victimisation - a lot of what it says on the back cover.Written in an in your face "terrace" style, such open issues mixed with following Sunderland AFC make for a great read, and with the humerous attempts to become a dot com millionaire you have to applaud the author for such a wide variety of tales. Why Do I Do It? - I've ased that question many times myself watching SAFC, I remember the play-off final, beating the Mags 2-1 in the rain, the heartbreak of being relegated at Wimbledon and the aweful 2003 season, but like the author I still follow SAFC, through thick and thin. Sunderland till I die! or Sunderland till I Die? You decide!
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4 of 6 people found the following review helpful:
4.0 out of 5 stars
Radical, Truthful, Graphic, Sad, Malevolent, Beguiling., 11 Oct 2003
"Why Do I Do It? - Radical, Truthful, Graphic, Sad, Malevolent, Beguiling? You decide and catch its wry, ironic, often controversial and very personal thoughts which portray premier passions of fever pitch proportions." Steve Dean Sec. Jarrow Branch SAFCSA - Sunderland Association Football Club Supporters Association.
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5 of 11 people found the following review helpful:
1.0 out of 5 stars
Egotistical, self-indulgent, trumpet-blowing pile of poo, 24 Oct 2003
By A Customer
Why does he do it? Has the world not had enough of these "look at me, I gan to the footie and I'm git mint me man" type publications to satisfy even the most loyal club supporter?Yet another, been there, done that, ate the balti pie diatribe of a football fans trials & tribulations of going to the game. Millions of people travel hundreds of thousands of miles, travelling the length and breadth of the country (and in some cases, continent) to go to football games in the course of a season, yet still the uber-fan with an eye for a bit of self-publicity, or self-gratification feels the need to tell us all about his experiences. Who hasn't broken down on the way to a game? Who hasn't kipped in railway stations after missing the last connection home? Who hasn't been chased off by the locals, or welcomed into their boozers? Still, if it floats your boat, buy it to gather a bit more dust on your shelf rather than sitting collecting dust in the Amazon warehouse eh?
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