"Footballers who score hat-tricks against West Ham do not always die in suspicious circumstances, but ... they often do. More often, statistically, than they should."
In London Falling, a team of police detectives find themselves pursuing an evil entity around London - a being whose fascination with the fortunes of West Ham turns out to be rooted in ancient and tragic history. It has a bit of a slow start but is otherwise brilliantly done, a fantastic run combining police procedural (including the complex details of the coppers' private lives intertwining with the details of the case) with eldritch magic. Particularly interesting to read it so soon after Neverwhere, which I think does not execute the concept of London as an occult city half as well; Cornell's London is much less whimsical than Gaiman's in its threatening aspects, and much broader in terms of physical and human geography; and the mystery is resolved leaving enough thread hanging for more to be written in this universe. Good stuff.