Colin Shindler was dealt a cruel hand by Fate when he became a passionate Manchester City supporter. In this brilliant sporting autobiography he recalls the great characters of his youth, like his eccentric Uncle Laurence, as well as his professional heroes. Threaded through these sporting events is the author’s own story, which touches on a universal nerve, growing up in a Jewish family, his childhodd destroyed by the sudden death of his mother and his slow emotional recovery through his love for Manchester City. It is a tale that reveals what it is like to be on the outside looking in, with his nose pressed up against the sweet shop window watching the United supporters take all the wine gums.
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Reviews
This is a wonderful book ... It is also extremely funny
His prose ... is never less than sharp, smart and easy on the eye ... His writing is so attractive ... [I] would be thrilled to read more
It is his childhood and absent friends that touch the rawest, universal nerve
Shindler's art lies in conversational writing, and an ability to change gear deftly from humour to devotion and back through fanaticism to the black comedy of Manchester City
Shindler is both touching and convincing in his evocation of his formative years ... it's skilful, entertaining and heading for the top of the league
Evocative, funny-sad and warm-hearted
Sits in the same class as Fever Pitch ... Shindler's down-to-the-bone honesty also reminds us self-indulgence can be great entertainment
This could still be the most important football book since Fever Pitch capturing, as it does, the delicious irony that caused City fans to fall into a soon to be legendary chorus of "Are you watching Macclesfield?"
As an example of the inherent irrationality of sport, his account - part autobiography, part social disquisition - could hardly be bettered
This is a wonderful book ... It is also extremely funny
His prose ... is never less than sharp, smart and easy on the eye ... His writing is so attractive ... [I] would be thrilled to read more
It is his childhood and absent friends that touch the rawest, universal nerve
Shindler's art lies in conversational writing, and an ability to change gear deftly from humour to devotion and back through fanaticism to the black comedy of Manchester City
Shindler is both touching and convincing in his evocation of his formative years ... it's skilful, entertaining and heading for the top of the league
Evocative, funny-sad and warm-hearted
Sits in the same class as Fever Pitch ... Shindler's down-to-the-bone honesty also reminds us self-indulgence can be great entertainment
This could still be the most important football book since Fever Pitch capturing, as it does, the delicious irony that caused City fans to fall into a soon to be legendary chorus of "Are you watching Macclesfield?"
As an example of the inherent irrationality of sport, his account - part autobiography, part social disquisition - could hardly be bettered
This is a wonderful book ... It is also extremely funny
His prose ... is never less than sharp, smart and easy on the eye ... His writing is so attractive ... [I] would be thrilled to read more
It is his childhood and absent friends that touch the rawest, universal nerve
Shindler's art lies in conversational writing, and an ability to change gear deftly from humour to devotion and back through fanaticism to the black comedy of Manchester City
Shindler is both touching and convincing in his evocation of his formative years ... it's skilful, entertaining and heading for the top of the league
Evocative, funny-sad and warm-hearted
Sits in the same class as Fever Pitch ... Shindler's down-to-the-bone honesty also reminds us self-indulgence can be great entertainment
This could still be the most important football book since Fever Pitch capturing, as it does, the delicious irony that caused City fans to fall into a soon to be legendary chorus of "Are you watching Macclesfield?"
As an example of the inherent irrationality of sport, his account - part autobiography, part social disquisition - could hardly be bettered