In 1989, eighteen-year-old John Finch spends his Saturdays following Nottingham Forest up and down the country and the rest of the week trudging the streets of his hometown as a postal worker. 2004 sees Finch spending his days teaching in a southern secondary school, delaying the inevitable onslaught of parenthood. Leading inexorably towards the FA Cup semi-final at Hillsborough, the worst sporting disaster in British history, Fan glides between 1989 and 2004 when the true impact of this tragic day becomes evident. A book of personal and collective tragedy; it s about growing up and not growing up, about manhood and about what makes a man, and above all about football s role in reflecting a society that is never more than a stone s throw away from shattering point.

A fellow book blogger kindly sent me this so thanks sophie at .

You would think this is about football and among the world cup fever being everywhere avoid this book .But as someone who doesn’t really follow the big game these days I can safely say this book can be appreciated by anyone.

I have always found the Hillsborough event so tragic and sad and cant even begin to imagine peoples loss on that day.

This book gives you a cleverly written insight into the mind and aftermath of a survivors life .

It is about love ,loss ,friendship and how one event can change the shape of you and the path you will take in your future.

It was evident he wasn’t very well ,possibly experiencing PTSD and hiss past was affecting his present .So he does a brave task of facing his demons and allowing himself to feel the pains he had buried for over 15 years.

I really enjoyed how it flipped back and forth from then and now enabling the reader a deeper insight and understanding into that tragic day in 1989 .

I needed a book that left me feeling something and this definitely did.

Powerful and emotive read for 2014.





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