My daughter gave me this book for Christmas 2019, although the reason for her choice went back to a visit to The Netherlands about this time last year. We have this little in-joke that if she goes abroad she brings me back a present of nominal value, and for her trip to Holland I asked for an AFC Ajax keyring. I was a small boy at the time of the all-conquering Ajax team of the early 1970s. She clearly made a mental note of my interest and subsequently bought me this book for Christmas.
As my GR Friend Hanneke pointed out in the comments below, it’s a bit of an odd choice to examine WWII through the lens of football. The author ran the risk of trivialising the subject, although I think he avoids that.
There’s an interesting prelude to the main part of the book, looking at international football in the 1930s, with a focus on the Germany v. England game held in Berlin in May 1938, a match now notorious in the UK because the England players gave the fascist salute before the match. In later years the England players who participated provided “recollections” that varied widely from contemporary accounts, and the author suggests, correctly I think, that the later memories of the England players reflected attitudes that actually developed in WW2.
The main point of the book though, is to use football to illustrate wider Dutch society. Holland is a country with a generally positive image amongst other nations. It’s traditionally seen as a peaceful, liberal and tolerant society. Insofar as anyone thinks about WW2, the Dutch are seen as a small but plucky nation who did their best to stand up to their giant neighbour. It’s fair to say that the author challenges this latter image. He argues that during WW2 Holland lost a higher percentage of its Jewish population than any other country except Poland, where different circumstances applied, and that much of this happened because of collaboration. The Nazis viewed the Dutch nation as a sort of wayward cousin, and their occupation of the country was lighter than in most others (unless of course you were Jewish). During the occupation the Nazis praised the work of the Dutch Police. The author suggests, for example, that Anne Frank and the others in the secret annex were arrested by one German soldier and three Dutch policemen, one of whom continued to work for the Amsterdam police until 1980. That was something I hadn’t known.
The last few chapters were perhaps the best part of the book. The author examines the image of Ajax as a “Jewish” team, something that has really developed since the war. He looks at the club’s rivalry with Feyenoord, a team from Rotterdam, whose fans regularly sing charming little ditties like “Hamas, Hamas, Jews to the gas!” Those involved in running Feyenoord argue that this is motivated more by a desire to upset the Ajax fans than by deep-rooted anti-Semitism, but the author moves on to a rather depressing conclusion, portraying a growing divide in The Netherlands between a middle class, pro-immigrant segment of the population and a working class, anti-immigrant segment. The divide is exemplified by the rivalry between well-off Amsterdam and the down-at-heel port city of Rotterdam, and by Ajax and Feyenoord. Ajax, naturally, are the more successful of the two clubs.
The book was a very easy read, and I found it decent enough without being especially revelatory. If Holland does have the kind of divide described above, it’s not alone. I would say that the UK has a very similar scenario.