Sport's Literary Efforts Still Make for Literally Crap Reading Material
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oVER the festive season, I always make a cack-handed attempt at reading some easily-pulped sports books. This past Yuletide, I must say, I read some truly wretched efforts. Alexander Solzhenitsyn, you can rest easy . . .
Frankly, I hadn't quite realised how awful, in presentation, language, and literary merit, Brian Clough's recent autobiography was until I read it over a period of two hours perched on my toilet seat - not in one sitting, I might add - from start to finish.See the full content of this document
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Sport's Literary Efforts Still Make for Literally Crap Reading Material
Clough's book, Walking On Water, is rotten. The facts are scatty, the bombast isn't even convincing, and it's as if the bloke who took down Clough's slurred words and banged them into narrative form had around two hours to finish the task before catching a train to Droitwich.
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