See, the great thing about football is anybody can play it. It is the sport of champions, I mean more and more its becoming the sport of chequebooks but still we love it. Writing about it is a different story obviously, because reading about it can be, well, eh...challenging.
In my last blog I talked about what football fiction isn't. And had intended to discuss what it is, but I've very recently come across an example. An example which could be classified as being No' Bad, (which mean really quite good actually).
Football Fiction is a lot of things, it can be limited in scope and imagination and is already limited in availability. Rarer still are well-written examples, which seems kinda weird to me when the beautiful game is so popular.
Most examples of football fiction are kids books. Like Edward Megs Morrison.
Megs is a young talented footballer who arrives in Oz and struggles to settle until football and a friendly Hungarian help him find his way. Mark Schwarzer, the Aussie keeper, has attached his name to it and spent the entire northern hemsiphere summer punting it to anyone who would listen.
It's a good book for kids. There's a solid story, a likeable lead character, some football history and even some rare moments of football. There's a sequel on the way and like Mark says, anything that gets his son to read can only be a good thing.
It is sharper and more up to date, like on its toes, than the Johnny Warren versions of the boys own football book, but it amounts to the same thing at the end of the day. Still, it's there though innit? And that's the important thing. Have a look for yourself, the site is great. http://www.megsmorrison.com/
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