Tottenham Hotspur F.C. - Honours

Honours

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Honour Number of wins Years
League
Football League First Division (champions) 2 1950–51, 1960–61
Football League First Division (runners-up) 4 1921–22, 1951–52, 1956–57, 1962–63
Football League Second Division (champions) 2 1919–20, 1949–50
Football League Second Division (runners-up) 2 1908–09, 1932–33
Southern League (champions) 1 1899–1900
Western League (champions) 1 1903–04
Domestic cups
FA Cup (winners) 8 1901, 1921, 1961, 1962, 1967, 1981, 1982, 1991
FA Cup (runners-up) 1 1987
League Cup (winners) 4 1971, 1973, 1999, 2008
League Cup (runners-up) 3 1982, 2002, 2009
FA Charity Shield (winners) 7 (3 shared) 1921, 1951, 1961, 1962, (1967, 1981, 1991)
FA Charity Shield (runners-up) 2 1920, 1982
European cups
UEFA Cup (winners) 2 1972 (inaugural winners), 1984
UEFA Cup (runners-up) 1 1974
UEFA Cup Winners' Cup (winners) 1 1963
Anglo-Italian League Cup (winners) 1 1971

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