Who saw it coming? The 27,000 at Craven Cottage certainly did not, it was the condition of a big intoxicated on the plots on a spring afternoon to remember in the southwest of London. Fulham was both blinding and earned the winners indisputably. However, for the Premier League champions waiting for Liverpool, it was only a day to forget. One to write off. To expand their defense, the opening period had a total explosion of all corners.
But here’s the thing: It doesn’t matter. Liverpool’s tremendous league season so far has given them a big margin for mistakes. Their 11-point buffer to Arsenal in second place with seven games to go is still an almost relentless advantage, and it is extremely feasible that by the end of the month they could still win their second league title in 35 years. But their pride had a hell of a kick here on the banks of the Thames.
Their unbeaten run of 26 games in the Premier League? Away. Slot’s unbeaten league record since he took the lead? Wiped out. Eventually, in a defense that was still without the injured and seemingly real Madrid-bound Trent Alexander-Larnold, it might have given a lesson, a reminder, a lesson where reinforcements in the summer window were needed. For Andy Robertson, this could be a faulty performance to a team he was sent away in December, forcing the Reds to perform in the transfer market.
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But to over -analyze Liverpool’s Leggy show, an inspired Fulham would serve a service. Marco Silva has the Cottagers who are chasing European football, with its players thriving in an easy-to-the-eyed fluid system, under the lights of their brilliant new river stall. Ryan Sessechon, Alex Iwobi and a flash of pure brilliance of Rodrigo Muniz won this match in a rare faith batter from the first half of the first half of the first half, which made Alexis Mac Allister’s beautiful opener a distant memory.
The entire backline for visitors Curtis Jones, Ibrahima Konate, Virgil van Dijk and Robertson-endured individual klang. Arms were stretched out. The heads are bent. The hero of the day? Calvin Bassey, center-back of Fulham, was excellent, with his lead forward runs and the ability to sniff any threat behind. He won especially every one-on-one fight against a toothless Mohamed Salah. Displaying a man of the match, from a cult hero in these parts.
As unexpected as the purposeful first half was, the recent history told us otherwise. These two 11 goals over both games separated over both games last season, and there were four goals in December, in an entertaining 2-2 draw on Anfield. At halftime, they fitted the score. The only shock was that it was Fulham with three of them.
Liverpool’s husband of calm in the Middle Mac Allister, perhaps surprisingly in the beginning Xi after those gruesome tackle of James Tarkowski in Midweek Derby, opened the standings early: a frowning right foot outside Bernd Leno, and it all looked sunshine and roses for traveling Liverpool fans. “We’re going to win the league,” they suddenly sang. They wouldn’t sing it again.
Nine minutes later, Sessegon, Fulham’s homemade winger, made use of the skewed cleanup of Curtis Jones by hitting the Labor of Dijk to the punch and beautifully connected to the flight with his left foot. It was past Caoimhin Kelleher in an instant.
Ten minutes later, Fulham would take the lead through Robertson’s moment of disaster. The Scottish left back put a horrible Crossfield pass at the back and donated the ball to Iwobi and exacerbated the error as he tried to encounter the shot. A deflection, a purpose and the leaders of the league looked in a state of total devastation.
And nothing, Liverpool’s limp first half more than their captain of Dijk, arms stretched out around each corner, stretched out, and explicitly gave Muniz’s moment of genius a two-goal lead. The Fulham striker took the ball out beautifully out of the sky with a first-class turn, Bamboozling and the Dutch defender surpassed before pushing the ball under Kelleher. Van Dijk is reminiscent of referee Chris Kavanagh for no benefit. In a blink of an eye, Liverpool was two off.
For a team that lost one Premier League game all season, it was Liverpool’s worst half of the league football under Arne Slot.
The Dutch did not hang around to the interval, which brought Harvey Elliott and Luis Diaz minutes in the second half, and especially the Colombian provided fresh power on the left. He set Salah, goal for his grace, just for the out-of-shape-point maker to balloon his finish over the bar. The Egyptian is now aimless in four games, his worst run in two years.
Diaz would halve the deficit itself with 20 minutes-a finish in the corner after a cool configuration by co-substitute Conor Bradley and Elliott left the cross against his former team late in the day. Even the rare -used attacker Federico Chiesa had a strike of the time to the goal, well saved by Leno.
Still, a sterile Liverpool show did not have the match-saving final. It was the day of Fulham, as they came within two points of seventh place and a Europe Conference League place. But for the Premier League leaders, the only consolation is that this blip will not cost them in the walk-in. But it will hurt them.
