Kelner is always entertaining without ever hitting the high notes of comedy. He's like a genial, well-informed, but more than slightly opinionated, fellow down the pub, who you enjoy a few pints with on a regular basis but whose bombast has got you into a habit of going home at 9.30. Lots of laughs, shared memories, a little more meaningful and thought out than laddishness, a little bit wider-ranging than geekism. An entertaining friend but blimey, it feels nice to get back into the fresh air for the walk home.
I enjoyed the first half of this book. It's a simple nostalgia wallow for those of us who made Grandstand the highlight of Saturday and who spent chunks of the summer with curtains drawn to keep the sun off the screen while the cricket was on. Kelner may not always be able to deliver the killer line himself but he is a good enough researcher to include a lot of first class quotations; many from Clive James. In addition we get Wolstenholme "and it's a goal! Yes, it's a goal!", Coleman; "Clarke, Lorimer; One-Nil!", Barry Davies; "Interesting. Very interesting." and so on. Predictable: very predictable.
As with all nostalgia fests it begins to fade as it comes up to date and the author, rather than condemning the commercial and corrupting forces surrounding modern sport on telly, (FIFA was a disgraced organisation long before the US courts started taking an interest) he becomes an apologist for Rupert Murdoch, satellite-multi-channel-broadcasting, the on-line gambling that has undermined the probity of competitive sport, and the sponsorship that has taken it away from the people it belongs to and given it to those who put profit before everything.
By page 150 I was ready to order copies to give as Christmas presents for all my sports loving friends and brothers. By page 300 I'd changed my mind.
Sit Down and Cheer by Martin Kelner! Yeah, not bad but something of a wasted opportunity. Imagine if Clive James had written this book! Pass the John Lewis catalogue would you?