Title: Disgrace
Product review: The nerve of this mindless, ignorant blowhard is so rivolting that I've pitched this rag of a book for good. Who, on earth, does he think is? I'll tell you. He was the genesis of today's arrogant, jock-sniffing sports journalist who takes pot-shots at the men of sport, which is simply the manifestation of extreme jealousy. They will always be a bridesmaid, never the bride. He reads a few books on calcio, believes himself an expert, then has the gall to suggest recommendations to the coach. Once you get past his typical American cluelessness and his oh-so typical leftist rant (i.e. the left's love affair with persons of color), you are left with about 50 pages of a realistic travelogue. As someone who has dedicated 20 years to the "Beautiful Game", I resent the fact that I paid one cent for this disgraceful body of prose.
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