Looks simple, is simple. Er, and then its not, if you know what I mean.

Alarmingly easy to waste a lot of time trying to do 'just one more'........

I live approximately 3,500 miles from Toronto but thanks to this simple-to-use app, I can get news, scores and articles about the Blue Jays.Excellent.

I suppose the measure of a 100-things-to-do book is how many you have yet to do (or in the case of this book, know). After all, who wants to find out they've already done all there is to do......

Clarke gets the balance about right, mixing the familiar with the less well known and making it a good read in the process. Clearly written by a fan and yet it was objective enough to not be a one-eyed hagiography

Would recommend.

Such books are always subjective because the author is the one who decides which player is worthy of inclusion, which books are worth raving about, which games are classics and which grounds are the greatest. I think Martinez gets it about right and manages to get plenty of digs in at Bud Selig along the way! Would recommend 100%

Sports drug-testing really was a mess at the turn of the century and this book shows how easily a chancer like Victor Conte could subvert the system and assist athletes like Marian Jones, Dwain Chambers and most famously (allegedly, of course, should his solicitors be reading this) Barry Bonds to cheat their way to success.

Aside from his general unpleasantness, this fantastic book (written by two good old-fashioned investigative journalists) strips Bonds down to the insecure, bullying thug who will forever have an asterisk against his name. Hall-of-famer? Please, no. Anyone who thinks otherwise should read this great book.

Funny, interesting and nice to read an account of professional sport from an insider who can string a sentence together. At times a little too cheesy for this cynical Brit, but there's no getting away from the fact that Hayhurst is a thoroughly decent bloke who deserved the success he got, despite his often crippling self-doubt.

I'm a relative newbie baseball fan who, over the last couple of years, from the 'wrong' side of the Atlantic (for viewing purposes, at least) has become an obsessive Blue Jays fan.

I know the difference between an ERA and a WHIP. I can appreciate a 6-4-3 double play and I am easily impressed by anyone who can switch-hit. But I wanted to know more and the title of Mr. Hample's book seemed to offer the opportunity to increase my knowledge. And that's exactly what it did: informative, funny and well-written - all that I hoped for and exactly what it said on the cover.

The only thing that prevented it from being a five star review was that it hasn't been updated since 2008, which was a shame as it was factually a little out of date.

Slightly annoyed with myself that I've had this for two or three years and only just got round to reading it. Having said that, the fact that I read it in a weekend is a mark of what a magnificently written book it is.

Clough was a one-off and Hamilton's book is born of access to its main protagonist that modern-day managers, with their omnipresent PR departments, would not allow in a million years. Old Beg 'Ead comes across as controlling, brilliant, complex, hilarious, insecure, paternal, generous, paranoid, drunken........ and without equal. The book is incredibly warm towards the central character and yet, because we know there's no happy ending, there is an unmistakeable thread of melancholy running through it.

Brilliantly written, as good as Hamilton's Larwood autobiography and thoroughly recommended.

...... at the risk of sounding like a grumpy old man, there is too much emphasis on the poxy Premier League. The 'Daily Round-Up' deals in speculation, rather than fact, which is annoying. Why should I care that in May 2012 some tabloid or other was predicting Fabio Capello would join Liverpool, that Ranieri was going to West Brom or that Wayne Rooney was about to sign for Exeter City (I made that last one up)? They didn't happen and aren't relevant.

Like a couple of the other reviewers, the layout isn't what it was and the rather inane 'Sky Sports Fact File' on each page is just too much branding, thank you Mr. Murdoch. It remains the first place I go to when I want information - the internet is nowhere near as quick - but its not what it was, sorry Glenda and Jack.

I've been reading The Secret Footballer's column in The Guardian for the last couple of seasons and enjoy it hugely. It's always the first thing I read on a Saturday morning, and has the advantage of being topical because he tends to write about issues that have come up in the professional game in the preceding week. Therefore, and let's get it out of the way immediately, the thing that did disappoint me slightly was the cut-and-paste nature of some of the chapters which had simply been lifted straight from the columns.

Having said that, despite what some of the other reviewers have said, I really enjoyed the book. He is very clearly a different cut to the majority of professional sportspeople and that comes out in his ability to construct a sentence, provide insight and make the reader laugh. Although the chapter focussing on 'Bad Behaviour' was at times puerile and toe-curling and will re-enforce much of the disdain that footballers are held in, it painted a picture.

Britain is still, whatever some will say, a deeply divided and class-obsessed nation and TSF's journey was brilliantly chronicled from council estate to ridiculously over-appointed mansion. The passage about his birthday celebration with some of his oldest friends was (Psueds Corner Alert!) written with genuine pathos. He had become a different person and there was real pain in his writing. Earlier in the book, he covers his time as a young professional the contrast between where he started and the 'Money' chapter is stark and, again I don't mind saying it, insightful.

It doesn't set out to be a seminal piece of sporting literature. It's not 'Beyond a Boundary', 'The Fight' or 'Moneyball' but it is a good read.