God this is a very depressing book. If this was your first footballers biography you would never read one again. Ray Kennedy played in the first match I ever attended and was a central figure in the Fairs Cup and Double winning teams of the early 70s. He then moved to Liverpool where more medals followed and finished up at Swansea, Hartlepool and Cyprus. I hadn't realised he was only ten years older than me and was still in his teens when I first saw him, as he was a big rough tough players but remarkably skillful.
This books opening chapter is about the coal industry in the North East and then, after skating through Ray's professional career spends a great deal of time on Parkinson's disease and Parkinson's awareness. I had no idea that Parkinson was a Shoreditch apothecary who notice the shakes in some of his customers and how that is relevant to a footballer's biography I have now idea.
Rarely have I wanted to quit reading a book more than this, although I soldiered on owing to the respect and enjoyment provided by Ray's many performances in an Arsenal shirt.