Int T’Internet wonderful?!
When I was about 9 years old, my mum and dad got me a book for Christmas, mainly because I was showing an interest in the game. It was a book for grown-ups.
A side story here: my parents were not fussy about whether me or my brother read books above our own reading age, as long as we understood what we were reading. That got me into trouble 3 times in my younger years: one at my local library, where the librarian wanted me to read for my age, rather than venturing in to the older kids range; then a teacher in primary school who just wanted and forced me to read for my age, and a high school teacher who was just plain awkward, saying I’m not ready for books that are meant for adults, rather than the young teen section. Ah yes, she was the one who ridiculed my writing in front of the whole class.
It was the book above. I remember it being quite a good read, when I got round to reading it many years later. I got the book for Christmas, and on New Years Eve night, our dog decided to give birth to 6 puppies whilst we were away celebrating. She gave birth on my bed, and my book was relatively nearby. We had to trim the book down a bit and cut the bits off where there was birth fluid. We kept the book for a couple of years afterwards, and then decided to throw it away.
Well, I managed to find it on Amazon, for the princely sum of £5.91. My old book was the paperback version, this one is the hardback one, with the picture you see above. Admittedly, it only goes up to 1976, but it’s the same book. It’s written by Martin Tyler, the geezer from the Sky Sports commentaries even…
As I said, the interweb’s wonderful.