White Hart Down
'Very fair, tries hard, plays keenly, steadily improving his game. Should be useful when he is older.' - School report, Autumn 1971. Meet Ian Cooper: responsible for some of the most sublime moments in sports history. In his head. He never shirked a tackle, never missed a game (except for the one he did), and ran and ran and ran. Mostly away. He never hit any marathon walls though, because he was too busy building them. The mucky exploits of Sunday morning football on Wandsworth Common means he has, quite literally, always been full of shit. A promise to get his daughter to the Champions League final on time, if Spurs ever got there, means he has to break the habits of a lifetime. His eyes went a long time ago. His mind's on a yellow card. His heart's still in it. A sporting tale (as old as time) of openness, honesty and the redeeming, affirming qualities of friendship, love, three little birds and two gerbils. 'White Hart Down' is a journey that takes us places we've all been. As sporting memoirs go it's a heartfelt, thoughful, honest but delightful meander down memory lane.