Thugs and Balls

I thought I was reading In Cold Blood. I'm not.
I'm reading Among the Thugs instead.
But you don't care.

The beginning talks about how the narrator came to realize how extreme sports fans can become, wrecking trains and throwing banana peels in front of convenience stores. He also realizes that this is quite frequent, basically happening every Saturday.

I knew this was true to a certain extent because of those scenes of Eurotrip or something, but I certainly thought that it was a major exaggeration. Maybe it wasn't too far-fetched of a portrayal from actual Manchester United fans going to bars and chugging down a couple (and by that, I mean an ass-tonne) drinks (and by that, I mean some cups of tea), proceeding to wreak havoc across the streets.

Now, football (or mostly any other sport for that matter) isn't really my thing, but this book seems interesting. For one, it has violence, and honestly, who'd decline some violence, especially when you don't actually take part in it?

The title suggests that maybe, just maybe, the narrator will join these sports "thugs" or something. Heck, there's even a picture of a very high looking guy with a smoke jutting out of his mouth on the front cover. Some of the words on the back cover describe the book as "unnerving", "pungent", "grotesque, horrifying, repellent and gorgeous". They even compare the book to Clockwork Orange, so we can already sort of tell what kind of stuff is going to go down.

Shown in picture: Clockwork Orange.

Now imagine the same with a football and a cup of tea.

Plus, it's British.
I'm looking forward to read some more.

Scotty doesn't know.