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Fatty Batter: How Cricket Saved My Life (Then Ruined It) | 
 enlarge | Author: Michael Simkins
Publisher: Ebury Press
Category: Book
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Rating:  17 reviews
Sales Rank: 740
Media: Paperback
Pages: 320
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Dimensions (in): 7.7 x 5 x 0.9
ISBN: 0091901510
Dewey Decimal Number: 796
EAN: 9780091901516
ASIN: 0091901510
Publication Date: April 3, 2008
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A Straight 6! June 29, 2008
Mr. D. A. Haynes (UK)
What a wonderful book! Anyone who enjoys cricket should buy this book. The historical references to past players are fantastic but also for those not quite so in love with the game, the references to the sweet shop will have you chuckling away. There are some genuine belly laugh moments too. I loved reading it and I challenge anyone not to enjoy it. Buy it, read it and mourn the loss of picking it up for a quick chapter when it's finished.
A must have June 6, 2008
N. C. Moore
0 out of 1 found this review helpful
The best book I have ever read. I have never the same book twice, but I have every intention of reading this again. Just brilliant.
Just extremely funny May 9, 2008
J. Cole (Dudley, West Midlands)
There is a general rule that I subscribe to with regard to sports books. The better the subject at their given sport the less interesting the read. There are of course exceptions that prove this theory, but gladly this book isn't one of them, due to the fact that Simkins is obviously very average at cricket. The book can broadly be broken into two sections, his time at school growing up and discovering cricket and his time as the secretary/manager of a casual sunday team. I enjoyed the first half, due mainly to brilliantly drawn observation which brought back memories of my own childhood and my own struggles in attempting to break into cricket teams filled with better looking, more talented and better equiped individuals who i both admired and hated in equal measure. The second half is just funny because sunday cricketers are just funny.
At the time i was reading this book my partner was revising for an upcoming job interview and on more than one occasion i was ejected from the room for constant giggling and occasion peels of laughter. I defy anyone with a passing interest in cricket not to laugh out loud when Simkins describes his repeated attempts to bowl at a professional at a Sussex coaching session during his youth.
If you enjoyed Marcus Berkmann's books Rain Men and Zimmer Men i would direct you to this because the tone and style is very similar and equally as enjoyable.
A wonderful Insight February 9, 2008
DCD (Norwich UK)
1 out of 1 found this review helpful
One of the best autobiographies I have read for some time, let alone one devoted to cricket. This book is written in a wonderfully quirky style, extremely humorous to the extent that you are driven to read out extracts to whoever is around you at the time. There's even an element of mystery about some of the chapters as they rarely (especially in the last half) pick up from the previous one and it can take a while before the theme sets in. The anecdotes ranged from the hilarious to being quite moving, but without being sentimental as well, which is quite a feat. You don't need to like cricket to enjoy this, but for those of you who play regularly at Mr Simkins' level, or for the thousands of us who are probably much more mediocre, or those who simply stay indoors, watching a Test on a lovely sunny day from 11.00 am till tea-time and don't give a second thought to where the day has gone, you will identify with just about every chapter in the book
 A good read February 7, 2008
The armchair observer (Perth Scotland)
1 out of 2 found this review helpful
This is the book for every aspiring "test player" who never got beyond the 2nd eleven - as the last resort "reserve player". Superbly written, both with expert knowledge of the genre and hilariously funny as well.
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