What a wild afternoon at Craven Cottage. Liverpool rolled into Fulham looking every bit like champions-in-waiting. Unbeaten in forever, eyes locked on the finish line, they had that swagger that comes with knowing you’re top of the pile. But Fulham? They weren’t there to clap politely and roll over. They were there to ruin the vibe. And ruin it they did. It all started so smoothly for the Reds—Mac Allister curled in a beauty to give Liverpool the lead and everything felt familiar. But then the roof came off. Fulham hit back like a team possessed. Three goals before halftime—boom, boom, boom—from Sessegnon, Iwobi, and Muniz. Just like that, the league leaders were scrambling. Liverpool had their chances. Luis Díaz pulled one back with a cool finish and they pushed, but it was too little, too late. Fulham stood firm, the Cottage roared, and a giant got humbled. This wasn’t just a loss. It was a statement. Fulham didn’t just beat the league leaders—they outplayed them when it mattered most. Marco Silva’s men were fearless, clinical, and had the energy of a side with nothing to lose and everything to prove. As for Liverpool, it’s a stumble, not a collapse. But it stings. They leave London with their unbeaten run snapped and a reminder that in the Premier League, anyone can get rocked—especially when they think they’re cruising. Next stop? Redemption. And you know they’ll want it fast. But today? Today belongs to Fulham. Post navigation Liverpool’s Dominant Display Against Newcastle: A Statement of Intent Manchester Standoff: Derby Delivers Drama Without the Goals