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F*ck!
The posts at White Hart Lane truly carry the spirit of Tottenham—glorious, stubborn, and cruel.
The shot crashes against the upright with a sickening thud that echoes through the stadium. A collective gasp rises from the stands. For a split second, time freezes.
But it's not over—far from it.
The ball ricochets wildly off the post and drops into the six-yard box like a rogue pinball, plunging the area into utter chaos.
