Kevin Keegan is a household name and is one of the most outstanding and popular players in football today. Here in his autobiography, he tells of his life, starting as a miner's son in the slums of Doncaster and taking him to the heights of his chosen profession, as captain of the England football team.
I had just read Tommy Smith’s autobiography from a similar era and it would seem that Kevin Keegan was a much more personable kind of guy. There’s a lot of affection in this book, and only a touch of bitterness here and there. There is the obligatory love of ‘Shanks’ and the simplicity of the Liverpool way, and the genuinely interesting journey from Doncaster to Scunthorpe to Liverpool and Hamburg.
As always with these books from the 70s there are just some jaw dropping moments and reflections. For example here, there are anecdotes about working in a hospital for people with disabilities that still have affection and regard for people but just some horrible language representing attitudes of the time. There are various pieces of denigration to other groups, women and Scottish supporters amongst them.
I’m not interested enough in Kevin Keegan to track down more books about his life, but this was o.k. It definitely has the feeling of a cash in book at 28 around the time of the peak of his playing powers, so it’s not comprehensive by any means, but it was interesting enough!