7 of 7 people found the following review helpful:
4.0 out of 5 stars
Great insight into real football from an American perspective, March 20, 2009
This review is from: Bloody Confused!: A Clueless American Sportswriter Seeks Solace in English Soccer (Paperback)
Being a Brit who now resides in the U.S. I had a "have to have it" moment when I saw this book. I was not disappointed. This is a great fun read that shows the difference between how sports are perceived here in the U.S. as compared to football (soccer)in the U.K.
Wonderful anecdotes about real people enjoying the national passtime. Really took me back home.
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4 of 4 people found the following review helpful:
4.0 out of 5 stars
Imperfect, yes (like all sports!), but highly entertaining and a good education for the uninitiated, January 7, 2010
This review is from: Bloody Confused!: A Clueless American Sportswriter Seeks Solace in English Soccer (Paperback)
Although I must agree that almost all of the many negative comments made by several other reviewers are justified in their way (in particular, the central shtick of the relatively "purity" the English soccer experience does wear a bit thin with repetition as the story goes on), I must say that I thoroughly enjoyed nearly every page of this book and also learned a lot about its subject.
I had never heard of the author, had only an extremely superficial familiarity with the top English league in its current incarnation (the Premiership), and still had somewhat of an outdated view of the English soccer world heavily colored by the well-publicized violence of the 80s. For the role I think it is intended to play (an introduction for Americans to how being an in-person, stadium-going, road-tripping fan of this sport/league is so different from the experience of many typical fans of baseball, basketball, and American football), it succeeds admirably. And I think the writing is quite skillful. OK, it's not quite Peter Gammons or Roger Angell (Mightn't it have been amazing if one of them had pursued this project?), but to me it's a real "find."
Yes, the notion that you can CHOOSE your wonderfully irrational attachment to a team is hard to swallow, but somehow Culpepper seems so open and honest and fairly self-deprecating about the perverse thing that he is consciously doing makes it seem OK to me. I am rather conflicted about this myself, having adopted Chelsea way back in 1967 when I lived there for a year, and their team was second-tier in the old First Division, and the whole world was so different, but finding it very hard to root for them today on TV when they are so obviously parallel in so many ways to the Damn Yankees (the baseball team, not the whole nation).
There are so many enjoyable little moments in this book, especially of two types: the breathless narrative descriptions of particular, concentrated several-second intervals (usually, but not always, leading up to goals) that turn out to be turning points in a game or even the entire season, and the accounts, some more coherent than others, of the constant "devotional" chants of the fans and how ironic it is to reflect on where their tunes originated (most often in the U.S., in a very different context and spirit).
This is a book that may seem sophomoric or even naive to an English Premier League expert, but is really worth the relatively short time spent to read it for many others like me. As others have noted, it could very conceivably be read in one sitting, but it is also very well suited to picking up here and there for a short half-chapter at a time (e.g., during those annoying commercial breaks in televised American sports, with their so-un-soccer-like extended pauses!).
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11 of 14 people found the following review helpful:
3.0 out of 5 stars
Well written but a bit dishonest . . ., October 14, 2009
This review is from: Bloody Confused!: A Clueless American Sportswriter Seeks Solace in English Soccer (Paperback)
Culpepper is a very good writer and his book gives an entertaining account of what it's like to be a fan of a Premiership club. Culpepper became disillusioned with American sports and moved to England in search of the purity and passion that originally drew him to sports as a boy. As any fan of the EPL can tell you, the reality does not fit Culpepper's hypothesis. The Premiership is as corrupted by money, greed, commercialism, cheating, spoiled players and ill-mannered fans as any pro sport in the US. Probably more so. Culpepper ignored this inconvenient truth for the sake of his book. He could have confronted the reality he found and still pulled off a good, and perhaps even more interesting, story of self discovery. Instead, he chose to make intellectually dishonest arguments that supported his original premise. Some of Culpepper's observations were so inconsistent he was left looking more contorted than David James on a penalty kick. From the start Culpepper did little to disguise his bitterness toward American sports (really American society in general), almost to the point that it was preordained he'd find satisfaction in any alternative. He was so eager to trade in his current ride, any other car would've seemed like a Rolls. The problem here is that the EPL has plenty of the same warts that caused Culpepper to seek solace in the first place. It is not the bastion of purity and innocence that Culpepper imagined. It would have been OK for Culpepper to admit that. In fact, it would have been a deeper, more interesting and certainly more honest effort.
All in all, a worthwhile book, even if the moralizing was a bit much.
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