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EMOTIONALLY CELTIC BOOK REVIEW - April 1996

Great. I was just sitting here thinking "What I could really do with right this minute is another awful football book written by an semi-coherent illiterate who thinks exclamation marks are a substitute for engaging prose, as if just SHOUTING SOMETHING AUTOMATICALLY MAKES IT MORE INTERESTING!, and full of anecdotes about how him and his mate Bill once nearly spoke to someone who was in the reserves once. Ideally, it'd also have a chapter about the death of the legendary Jock Stein - one of the most awe-inspiring football figures of all time - which makes him sound as exciting as a part-time bus conductor , and a scattering of tales of crazy capers on European trips (read: "We got pissed in the hotel bar and fell over this bloke who looked like he was probably in the KGB or something"). And if it rounded the whole thing off by managing to portray the astonishing scenes in the Celtic boardroom in the early 90s as a badly-acted Australian soap opera, life would be perfect."

And hey - what do you know?

VERDICT: Unreadably Celtic, more like.

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