The Critic Magazine

ALAN WHITE

’M NOT A FOOTBALL FAN. I’ll watch it if it happens  to be on in the pub, and I can appreciate a raking 70-yard pass as much as the next man, but the enjoyment of the game I developed in my teens dissipated when leveraged buyouts and foreign owners came to the fore. Not for me the heart-on-sleeve infatuation with businesses that bear closer resemblance to private equity firms than the fan-serving institutions of yore. But football remains an obsession; because I’m one of the 8 million or so fools who religiously is doing.

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