Peter Crouch on what Benoît Assou-Ekotto was like at Tottenham: “Benoît would turn up with a Tesco bag containing the same four items every time: a croissant, a hot chocolate, a full-fat Coke, and a packet of crisps. The croissant I understood. He is French-Cameroonian. The hot chocolate: same cultural backstory. He used to dip the first into the second. But the crisps, and the Coke, it was like two discrete lunches, one belonging to a middle-aged Parisian and the other a 12-year-old on the Seven Sisters Road. And it worked. He was always in great shape and rarely injured. We accepted it, along with all the other weirdness: the random cars he would turn up to training in, sometimes a Smart car, then a Lamborghini; the way he would refuse to take ice baths for recovery, on the rather basic premise that they were ‘too cold’. He would tell us straight out that he had no interest in football whatsoever. He genuinely didn’t like it. At 1.30pm on a Saturday, he’d have no idea which team you were playing. Benoît was a really weird guy but we loved him a lot.”