Illustrated Premier League Match Report: Fulham 1 – 3 Tottenham Hotspur like you’ve never seen

Fulham kept coming so close to an equalizer! They kept threatening and threatening, they had so many chances. But the goal never came. I started to experience haunting visions. I saw a man with grey skin trying to climb up a sand dune, the ground slipping down underneath his feet, the sand filling up his shoes, the top never getting any closer. I saw a Spanish galleon rowing its way through a windless fog across a flat sea. I saw a chunk of rock spinning around a ball of fire, black emptiness all around them, forever. I saw Sisyphus pushing his boulder up the hill and watching it roll back down.

Then I saw Jermain Defoe score Tottenham’s third goal, and heard the final whistle blow.

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