In sport, form is the word that settles every argument. It is what you have or have not got on the day, the thing that cannot be manufactured and will not be talked round. Kieren Fallon’s book takes that single syllable as its title, and our catalogue places the result on the sports shelf.
Titles of one word carry a particular confidence. They assume the reader already understands the stakes and refuse to waste a subtitle explaining them. Eight hours and a quarter gives the book room to move at its own pace rather than sprinting through highlights.
Sports writing at this length is rarely about results alone. Pressure, endurance, the days that go wrong: that is generally where the interest lies, and where the listening rewards people with no particular expertise in the field.