andA victor and lost, but immensely fortunate man, offering us his body in the athletic splendor of 27 and donating his liver to new theories for science. While we wait to learn about Jack Grealish’s colossal hangover, we must withhold some images, thoughts, evasions, endearments and absurdities: Jack’s last days are evocative only through movies of real-life stories so inaccessible in their exaggeration ( something between Jim Morrison and George Best). – short stories or posthumous films or a used Paul Gascoigne who knows when and how much).