A story of sex and football hooliganism. It's 1979, and in Birkenhead smack and Maggie Thatcher are still less of an issue than Lois jeans and Adidas Forest Hills trainers. For Paul Carty, 19, life revolves around The Pack, a violent mob which follows Tranmere Rovers around the northern wastelands.
Kevin Sampson is the author of seven novels - Awaydays, Powder, Leisure, Outlaws, Clubland, Freshers and most recently, Stars are Stars - and a work of non-fiction, Extra Time. He lives and works in Liverpool.
This is by far, the most literary of the hoolie- oriented books I've read. The author Kevin Sampson (for those of you who might know, remember, care) was the manager of the band The Farm. Yup, those rascally Liverpudlians who meshed football/terrace culture with social issues and infectious dance beats.
At any rate, Sampson weaves a tale of hooligans who support Tranmere Rovers in the late 1970s. The subtitle of this book (at least what it says on my copy) is "...like Catcher in the Rye, with Stanley Knives." Stanley knives, of coure, being the widely available utility knives (a metal case holding a razor blade) that were used by some hooligan firms.
The reference to Catcher in the Rye isn't lost. That might be one downfall of the novel. At times the parallels are a little strong. The relationship that the main character has with his little sister is truly an homage to Saliger's work.
Some of the strenghts of this work are in the sub plots that weave through the novel. The death of the main character's mother, the relationship with his sister and father, and his relationship with work are all very noteworthy. Check this book out.
The main themes of this book are thuggery, the sex obsessions of an 18 year-old, image consciousness, and, as with Freshers (see: http://bit.ly/1OPtSHR ), drink and drugs bingeing. The main character is a middle class A level drop-out who, for reasons not entirely, clear falls into this lifestyle in some sort of quest for self-affirmation following the death of his mother from cancer. It is not explored much beyond the statement: “I see now the time I knew for sure that Mum was dying is the time I started hiding in their midst, looking for a new outlet, a way of expressing myself. Not that I really felt like saying much. I wanted rude action. I wanted out of school. I wanted a job and money. I wanted stuff that that was me (sic), mine – nothing to do with this plan Mum and Dad had mapped out…” That’s about as deep as it gets. The sex and violence are pretty graphic and I found myself speed reading chunks of the book. Only towards the end did I slow down when something of the protagonist’s relationship with his mate Elvis is explored. But even that is left hanging. I’m not even sure the book gets to the heart of what football violence is/was all about. The violence is romanticised and overblown – it is not a realistic representation of football violence in the 1970s. There are better books that cover football violence, such as James Bannon’s Running with the Firm. I’m coming to the conclusion that giving Kevin Sampson is not my thing… See http://bit.ly/1DR9r9O for other football fiction
More like a 2.5, but still not too impressive. Maybe I am in the minority since this book seems so well reviewed, but I didn't find much to like here. The main character is a well to do teenager from Birkenhead trying to fit in with a bunch of football hooligans. Comparisons to Catcher in the Rye are definitely correct here, but it emulated it too much at times. Also a lot of specific name dropping of bands and albums, which can sometimes work well, but I felt here it was too forced and people were saying stuff about bands like the Clash that no teenagers would be thinking about in 1979. The main character also has several revelations about his supposed best friend Elvis near the end of the novel which felt totally contrived. Throw that all in with the fact the protagonist is obsessed with fashion and this book is all style and not much else. John King's Football Factory(published around the same time) makes this book look like young adult fiction.
Look, yeah, I thought this would be entertaining. I don't know that I thought it would be good, but definitely entertaining.
So when I wrote on the inside cover 'like Trainspotting but with Birkenhead casuals? Or, like, kinda like Catcher in the Rye, according to one Goodreads review' I meant it as a compliment.
And now I'm trying to pay it a compliment. I mean, at least it was short?
It tried too hard to be all things Northern, laddish and nostalgic and ended up being unmitigated shite.
First I saw the movie Awaydays, which I liked a lot. (Especially the amazing soundtrack; Ultravox, Joy Division, Echo & Bunneyman, The Cure etc) I kept in mind the movie was filmed by Sampson's novel. So I bought the book.
Where the movie is a bit dramatic and depressing, the book is more graphic and detailled. Especially main-character Carty.
A lot of details about graphic fights and trips to rival football-teams as Wrexham and Crewe Alexandra. Drawings of the FA-Cup, nights of party's and brawls. But also friendships, mischiefs and the continue threats are described very well.
I think this book is very complete because it has some drama, family-issues, adventure, action, friendship and violence. It has it all and good combined.
Found this book by accident really, was searching you tube for the one and only blood tub pub which is sadly no more and found the film version of this and then ordered the book. Took it with me on a recent stay in hospital and got one word for it fabulous. Thought provoking and painfully honest. Was rather intense reading though so couldnt read it in one go took me a few days to finish which is unusual for me. Dont know wether i would of got as much from it if i hadnt been local though because a main element of the book was the relationship between the different gangs ie the WEB which the authour described and portraied excellently. Well worth a look.
"Pointless jobs. Pointless lives. Work. Television. Football. I look across to Wales and I think that the hills are nice. I'll go over there one day and just sit there, for a whole day, and see no one and not say a word. That'll be good. But right now I just feel bad." "You can't leave"
A snapshot of life following Tranmere Rovers. Fighting, drinking & drug taking being the order of the day. Not a classic by any means but OK, it filled a few hours.
In seinem Debütroman "Auswärtsspiele" taucht Kevin Sampson ein in die englische Hooligan-Szene. Erzählt wird die Geschichte des knapp zwanzigjährigen Paul Carty, der in der Liverpooler Region aufwächst und versucht in der Hoolszene der Tranmere Rovers so etwas wie Geborgenheit und eine Familie zu finden. Seine Mutter ist an Krebs gestorben, das Verhältnis zum Vater ist schwierig, nur zur 15jährigen Schwester besteht eine innige Verbindung. Die Handlung ist in den letzten sechs Wochen des Jahres 1979 angesiedelt. Der gesamte Roman wird nur aus der Ich-Perspektive im Präsens erzählt. Die Kapitel sind nach Tagen gegliedert. Das Stilmittel des gnadenlos subjektiven Erzählens schafft von ersten Moment an eine intensive Nähe. Man taucht sofort sofort in die Szenerie und ist immer nah dran. Somit hat das Buch jede Menge brutale Momente, denn Sampson lässt seinen Helden die Schlägereien mit anderen Crews bis ins kleinste Detail schildern. Der Held protokolliert die Prügeleien zunächst vollkommen emotionslos, ab und zu blitzt Euphorie durch. Als Leser lässt das einen schaudern. Denn so wie die Prügeleien protokolliert werden, erzählt der Held auch über seine neuesten Klamotten und die angesagteste Musik. Hier scheinen manchmal Parallelen zum "American Psycho" Patrick Bateman auf. Doch so gefühlskalt ist Paul Carty dann doch nicht. Im Laufe der Geschichte wird erkennbar, dass er nur seinen Platz im Leben sucht, eine klassische Coming of Age-Geschichte. Mit der Verbindung einer persönlichen Geschichte mit der einer bestimmten Szene, hier den modebewussten Hools der späten 70er Jahre, stellt sich Kevin Sampson ganz in die Linie der großen englischen Autoren wie Irving Welsh und Nick Hornby.
The front cover of 'Awaydays' has a tagline that says "Like 'The Catcher in the Rye' with Stanley knives..." - and this is true... ish.
'The Catcher in the Rye' is a personal favourite of mine, and one that has stayed with me for ages. I've read it plenty of times and absolutely love Holden Caulfield as a literary character - it never gets old no matter how many times I revisit it. Paul Carty, as a character in THIS book, is essentially a British version of Holden, but one that is (for the most part) pretty unlikeable, amidst all the chaos within its pages.
The 70s football hooliganism aspect of 'Awaydays' is a pretty compelling read, and it is described in such vividness that it feels almost real. Some of the descriptions of their fights (spoiler: there's a fair few) are gruesome and verrrry descriptive. But it's not just about footy - the book explores how Carty and his family are grieving over the loss of his mother, and how that then transcends onto the relationship he has with his father and his sister. At times, it's heartbreaking, and at other times, it's amusing - on the outside, it's a 'stiff upper lip' coping mechanism, but on the inside, it's 'boys get sad too' and the mix of both is well written. But it does make me question whether I like Paul or hate him - I'm still on the fence...
I think that, for me, the book lets itself down by its lack of a proper storyline. Because it's stylised in day-by-day entries, it sometimes made me lose track of where exactly I am or what I'm supposed to remember from where I left of - maybe that's a personal issue of mine, but it meant I had to skim back a few times to catch myself up. Also, I was NOT expecting a few bits to happen (including a very dicey sounding sexual situation which I won't get into) and it shocked me that the book was THIS vulgar in language. Like I get it, hooliganism isn't exactly "please" and "thank you" and all that, but jesus...
Overall, it was a pretty good read. It's even more impressive that this was Kevin Sampson's debut novel too, so I don't doubt that his other books are just as good, if not better, than this. I would recommend this to anyone who likes books that say it as it is, or books that are centred around the more seedy underbelly of Britain and its gangs.
Sampson manages several things at once in this slim novel, set in the suburbs of Liverpool over the course of the final six weeks of 1979. The story follows Paul, a middle-class late teen with a government job who lives at home with his decent father and younger sister. His self-identity is wrapped up in his affiliation with a crew of hooligans who support an awful third-division club. His struggle to ingratiate himself with the group, while questioning his own motives and desires is a mirror of every teen's desire to belong to some kind of group. When not describing the prelude to and execution of battles with other club supporters, Paul is perpetually chasing after girls with his best mate Elvis. His friendship with the perpetually crazy and sad Elvis is another running theme, as is his family life, as the family struggles to remain connected after the death of his mother. Some of the slang and period references (especially the fashion) are beyond even British pop-culture aficionados like me, but the story holds together on its own. Not as impressive as John King's trilogy (The Football Factory, Headhunters, England Away), but still a good portrait of a youth trying to come to terms with himself and his future in the midst of a weird little subculture.
I enjoyed Sampson’s second(?) book ‘Powder’ when I read it many years ago, so picked this one up second hand.
While I am a football supporter, I usually find tales of hooliganism rather tedious. This book is no different. Non-fiction account of “my time in the firm” are invariably badly written, self-aggrandising and exaggerated. Awaydays suffers from these issues too.
While the writing is serviceable and the subcultural references are pleasing, there are far too many characters. The repetitive descriptions of stand-offs and “steaming in” rapidly becomes dull.
But the biggest issue is the rampant misogyny. The female character are caricatures at best. The clumsy descriptions of intimacy make for painful reading. No one needs to read this nonsense nowadays.
I read Kevin Sampson's Freshers a good few years back, when I was listening to John Peel at the weekends and trying to live the student lifestyle despite not being a student, and I really enjoyed it. I'm not sure why I never read anything else of his at the time, but it kinda feels now like I've missed the boat. Awaydays is a decent read, but it really just feels like the same story, only with football casuals instead of students. He's a good writer, and manages to convey that sense of teenage angst well, but it's hard to relate to when you're almost 41 and hate Joy Division.
Another book I read just because. The football and fighting talk was lost on me, but I really appreciated the look into gang life and the loyalty, loss and excitement that goes with it. A very real story.
I'm not sure how much the movie was meant to be inspired by the book, but very similar to Green Street Hooligans which I loved. Unfortunately the references were too old and not in my geographic area that much of it was lost on me.
Helps that I know the area and the club well, I think. Some good scenes capturing the violence and lust of youth but this might've benefitted from a tad more heart. It's touched on, but it might've taken the book to the 5* tier.
Well written, bit flowery at times, and realistic. Laughter and tears and violence and sex and drugs and scousers and wools. I’ll read this again, it’s beautiful and it’s brilliant.