Why is it so difficult to make the transition from weekend to workday? It really is like trying to shift your brain into a different gear, and some Mondays the clutch just crunches and grinds and it takes forever to get the creative gear engaged. Today has been a complete washout as far as the Work in Progress is concerned.
Never mind. Here’s a book review to pass the time:
The Bromley Boys by Dave Roberts
Most football fans (except my brother, who refuses to have anything to do with anything that has anything to do with the Arsenal) will have read Fever Pitch by Nick Hornby. It’s the definitive book on what it’s like to be a bloke who also supports a football team. It’s also quite funny. It influenced every subsequent book about what it’s like to be a football supporter. It also gave birth to a genre of writing that was subsequently termed ‘lad lit’. Despite its imitators, nothing has been as good as Fever Pitch. Until now.
Okay, Dave Roberts may not be in the same literary class as Nick Hornby. But The Bromley Boys (billed as ‘the true story of supporting the worst team in Britain’) is well written enough, and it captures absolutely to a T what it is like to be a pre-pubescent football-mad boy. It is also laugh-out-loud funny. The fact that it is not a book about a top-class football team is a plus point, too. Because Bromley Football Club aren’t big enough to be disliked by supporters of other football clubs the book will even appeal to the most partisan of supporters (like my brother). And, best of all, The Bromley Boys is a hilariously funny read.
Read my full review at The BookBag.