Pitches kissing pitches, taped up goals and that obscure pair of Lotto's that still linger straight out of 1993. Sunday football up and down the UK has striking similarities wherever you go. Raw, beaten but beautifully united. It's something most of us will have a connection with and this book from Chris Bakers bottles every bit of that brilliance.
Sharing that unquestionable love for football Chris Baker celebrates what makes this game just so charming. Without any pretence, this is a pure celebration that brings together all of those elements we love about getting together and booting a ball about on those Sunday league pitches. People very much making the party, it's the sights, the sounds and indeed the scent of a very British tradition that has positively influenced the global game.
Describing the beautiful realities of 'Sunday Football', Chris explains, "Amongst those mates there’s always the guy turning up late, smoking a fag and stinking of booze; there’s the flamboyant striker who refuses to pass and still shoots a mile wide (me); the guy who loses his temper at the drop of a hat; the stoic defender; the guy who’s so unfit he either gets substituted before half time or gets ten minutes at the end of the game, and then there’s the poor referee who would have a hard time controlling his dog let alone twenty-two amateur players kicking lumps out of each other."
So genuine, so true and so relatable, you can't help but smile with the turn of every page. You can pick up a copy here.
