Dougie Brimson doesn’t pull his punches, not in his storeys nor in his writing style. Brimson, in a nutshell, is not afraid to write the truth as he sees it. Unlike a lot of authors, he’s not afraid of his heroes. Most authors can’t resist writing a little bit of decency into their hero, but in Billy Evans Brimson has created an antihero with no redeeming features whatsoever, no nobility of mind or spirit at all. The reader doesn’t even like him.
Can I say something nice about him? He’s loyal to his mate, Hawk. He loves his wife and kids. And he stands his round in the pub. Apart from that he uses and exploits just about everybody.
But who is Billy Evans? I’ll tell you who he is. Back in the 70’s Richard Allen published a cult classic on youthsploitation and the skinhead culture in East London. Joe Hawkins had no morals, no principals to know right from wrong, no scruples, no decency, and he lived for violence and rape.
Billy Evans is Joe Hawkins grown up, but with a difference. He’s got a brain. Those who read the cult Richard Allen books would expect skinhead Hawkins to move into businesses with easy money. Skips for instance. Easy money. But Billy Evans has intelligence. Skips are a dirty business, and Evans likes to keep his hands clean. He controls West Ham’s Cockney Suicide Squad with an iron fist, but finds it unseemly to fight rival supporters himself unless he really has to. And for a business he runs his own BMW and Mercedes showroom. Clean, you see
He’s wealthy, has a business that ticks over nicely and gets his kicks organising violence at football matches. But he’s ambitious, and is ever on the look-out for more easy money.
How about a protection racket. What could be easier? Billy moves into that game, providing protection for East End pubs through the very credible threat of violence. Some would call it extortion. Who cares? For Billy Evans it’s a nice little earner, and if things go wrong he can send some of his Cockney Suicide boys to sort things out.
But then an opportunity comes his way almost by accident, and he tenders to run security at West Ham home matches, the irony of which is not lost on him. It would spoil the story to disclose more. Suffice to say, though, that Billy Evans has the morals of a sewer rat, and no matter how tough the rat there’s always a tougher rat in the next sewer
If you want a good read then my advice is to buy this book, but let me warn you; Dougie Brimson is not afraid to stand toe-to-toe with the reader if that’s what it takes to keep you turning the page. This really is a very readable with a well thought out plot.