solid work from Oriard, moving from the close readings of his earlier football works to a more mixed and impressionistic approach, drawing on the economics of the league (he borrows liberally from/recommends David Harris' incredible, Lords of the Realm-esque economic history of football up to the 1980s, The League), his own experiences as a player, and so on. His argument is sound - football is a big business, so there's simply no other way to do this - and his recollections, when they appear, add flavor, but this isn't as good as Reading Football/King Football/The Art of Football. How could it be? Those were the projects of a lifetime, genuinely great works. This was merely very good.