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Brian Glanville’s understanding of football in the post-war years is without question. It comes through clearly in Goalkeepers are Different (1971) and The Rise of Gerry Logan (1963) (reviewed below). Where those novels fail, though, as I have said in my reviews, is that they lack a novelist’s skills of weaving stories and plots. By the time he came to write The Dying of the Light (1976) Glanville had grown into a novelist as well as a football man. In Gerry Logan, the best insights come from Mary Logan. In the Dying of the Light he has developed these ideas with the telling of the story from the point of view of Jenny Rawlings, the daughter of ex-England great, Len Rawlings. His writing from this point of view predominates, but with the story also coming from the point of view of Len Rawlings himself. My only real quibble with the novel is whether Jenny could really have thought the way she does towards the end and whether that plot construct could have been dealt with better, but it can be overlooked with a little suspension of disbelief. The story’s theme is how footballers are abandoned by everyone once they reach retirement: that they really die when the referee blows the final whistle of their last game. “Thirty-five. A whole life lived, half a life to go.” As Jenny says: “While other men were growing up, he wasn’t allowed to grow up, he was actually encouraged not to.” “It’s part of the swindle, and I’m sure it still is, even though the players earn so much now, and Father earned so little. While they need them, they pamper them and cosset them, they make them totally dependent, they wash their kit, buy their tickets, transport them from place to place like a lot of little schoolboys; then, when they’ve no more use for them, they kick them back into the world, completely unprepared. They’ve always been helpless, except on a football field, but now there’s nobody to help them.” These ideas are strong and still relevant, if not more so. It could be argued that the infantilisation of players even affects them on the pitch today. One of the problems in Brazil, for the England team is that they appeared incapable of thinking for themselves like grown-ups as situations unfolded – they could only continue doing what they’d been told even when it was clearly not working. There are other insights into the game throughout the book – that have you nodding in agreement – things that were true then and still ring true today. Things like: “A game for boys, played by hired gladiators, whose allegiances could change tomorrow. My father had been cheated, but the whole thing was a cheat and a masquerade, a weed that grew grossly out of brutalising cities, and reconciled people into living in them.” The theme of men behaving like boys recurs throughout. And, when you start to analyse football, and why it is important to you, it makes little sense. It really doesn’t feel a very grown-up thing to do or to follow. But then, do grown-ups even exist any more? In modern consumer societies aren’t we all infantilised? 31 other football novels reviewed at: http://stevek1889.blogspot.co.uk/2014...
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