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Fast paced and full of grit, this is the first crime novel from the UK’s most charismatic sporting genius.

This is understandable, given that O’Sullivan’s father was put away for 18 years on a murder charge when Ronnie was just 16. Sub-plots are interesting, add to the enjoyment, keeping your attention rather than detracting from the main story. His mother disappeared when he was sixteen; his father’s in jail for armed robbery; and he owes rent on the Soho snooker club he inherited to one of London’s toughest gangsters. What follows is Frankie’s quest to clear his brother’s name and find out who was ultimately responsible. Well, if you'd asked me at about page 250, I'd have given this two stars, but the book redeems itself somewhat with a far tighter last section.

I am not adverse to a bit of bad language in context but have to agree that it was a tad over the top. There is everywhere the faint aura of vintage Partridge, nowhere more so than when Frankie visits a Greek thug who has mistreated his deceased mother's flat. PRESS ASSOCIATION on RUNNING When he starts talking about snooker and his rivals, he is fascinating. It stars Frankie James – like Barnes, an author surrogate for O'Sullivan himself – a smart, capable guy from a colourful background, who is jostled from his day job running a snooker club so he can investigate a murder for which his hapless younger brother has been implicated. The 103 third parties who use cookies on this service do so for their purposes of displaying and measuring personalized ads, generating audience insights, and developing and improving products.

das buch ist in englisch und der wirklich einzige kleine wermutstropfen ist das f-wort das so oft verwendet wird. My interest was piqued so much that as soon as I got in, I had a squiz at the reviews and, seeing them as mostly positive, duly downloaded it. I really enjoyed this - I thought the the colourful language was in-keeping with the scene he’s putting on the page, and the structure is like one of Ronnie’s awesome breaks - more or less in the bag, but with some unexpected twists and turns along the way. This is a reputation I haven't exactly helped since I became the world's leading expert on the literary career of Steve Bruce. Yes the dialogue is clunky and makes you think that everyone in London talks like they're in an early Guy Ritchie film.

I am not sure if it was written with screen in mind but, to be honest, it would make for a pretty good translation to that media if the author so desires. It's like that bloke in the pub who is always at the bar decides to spin the longest most ludicrous yarn going.

All i can say is i am glad i read this,it is a story that keeps you guessing and one that makes you want things to turn out right, brotherly love is where it's at. But aside from a couple of throw-away scenes in which the hero plays a couple frames to kill some time, and a passing reference to getting "The Rocket" to play in a proposed tournament, there's virtually no snooker content at all. Decent characters with potential to be expanded on when the next one is released, and of course a nice setting of a Snooker Club to which our main character runs.One presumes the elder Mr James would have preferred his lawyer end all missives with "fuck off you silly cunt" smeared in human shit, like a normal person.

The last few chapters could almost have been written by Dick Francis: Most of the loose ends are tied up, a good person with a bad reputation is rescued, and so forth. I was driving home from work one afternoon, listening to my favourite sports radio station and the hosts were about to interview Ronnie O'Sullivan. Unfortunately his little brother is easily led, and this time has landed them both in a whole lot of bother.The odd reference to Poland Street and britpop can't cover the fact that this book doesn't bring 1990s Soho to life, which is a shame. Amidst this teeming underworld of brothels, gambling dens and, yes, snooker clubs, Frankie must try to say one step ahead of gangland undesirables and the smelly old bill. Ronnie is interested in Buddhism, and was the first celebrity to endorse Jeremy Corbyn at the general election. Be advised though that there is a lot of bad language, but for me this made the story more gritty and real. They] were discussing the local lad, The Rocket, and whether he might win the Masters for a second time.

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