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Bournemouth rub damage time champ after Spurs have two players sent off

In a reckless spin of red cards, Tottenham lost their heads on the south coast.

Decreased to nine men with a large portion of the diversion still to play, Mauricio Pochettino's side surrendered to damage time objective to enlist their 6th away thrashing on the bob. Also, with their thirteenth loss of an upside down season, their expectations of verifying Champions League football for another season were additionally put on hold.

More terrible, this was as disastrous a warm-up in front of the European semi-last second leg against Ajax on Wednesday as you could envision. No big surprise after the last whistle Pochettino bore the vibe of a man who had quite recently observed his life investment funds vanish.

"Everybody saw the diversion, everybody will have a conclusion. I don't have to clarify excessively," he said. "It is difficult to oversee everything. Be that as it may, to battle for the second half with nine players at that point to yield in the last moment is unfeeling."

For Bournemouth, this spoke to the primary triumph they have ever recorded against Tottenham. What's more, the manner in which it began, before the red fog plummeted on Spurs, it had looked as though the man who might catch the features would be the high school Irishman making his introduction in the home objective.

Engraving Travers, the 19-year-old who had last played first-bunch football for Weymouth using a loan, where he once scored from his own half with a free-kick, was grand. In addition, he ought to have been. For a noteworthy piece of the essential half, until the point Tottenham imploded, he had kept Eddie Howe's side in the beguilement. He saved physically from Son Heung-min, Dele Alli and twice from Lucas Moura. Tall, agile, photogenic in his diving, he more than appeared as though it.

Additionally, as the preoccupation began, that he was the busiest man on the pitch was trademark: for most of the essential half Tottenham were absolutely in the ascendant. With Son back driving the line and Moussa Sissoko restored to midfield, they looked rapidly – in all regards rapidly – considerably increasingly like a Spurs side that may cause Ajax issues. Youngster was at his trading off, pacy best, driving the Bournemouth shields to back off, everlastingly planning to keep running forward.

Cerebrum, with Tottenham administering having a place, Bournemouth had opportunity on the break. Their expedient forefront left Eric Dier, explicitly, looking confused. He chop down Ryan Fraser to get a yellow card and was honored not to see red when ref Craig Pawson figured he had did what needed to be done a touch on the ball as he completed Joshua King's counter-ambushing blame for a scything intervention.

"It's hard for me on multi day when two reds were seemed to grumble that there should have been another," said Howe. "Nevertheless, I think Dier was blessed." 

Without request the player was respected not to surrender a discipline when he expelled an irregularity from Callum Wilson's lower legs as the Bournemouth striker attempted to turn before the Tottenham objective.

In any case, don't trouble that, in a percolating first half it was Tottenham who overpowered. As half-time waited, Son made one more assault into Bournemouth locale, which he felt had been wrongly passed on to an end by Adam Smith. Exasperated he had not earned a free kick, he charged after the ball and hacked at Smith's lower legs. As the ref gave the home gathering a foul, Jefferson Lerma charged in to grab the ball. Tyke pushed the Colombian in the face and was seemed fast red card.

If that was amazingly ineffectively prepared, it was nothing appeared differently in relation to what sought after. To ensure his gathering remained at 10 men, at half-time Pochettino took off Dier and Toby Alderweireld, both red cards keeping a tight grip on happen.

"I try to sidestep some logically yellow cards," the boss said. "Following two minutes the course of action did not work any more."

He could express that again. Following proceeding, assembling a go in his own a vast part of, the unreasonably vigorous substitute Juan Foyth continued running forward, lost full control of the ball, and in the undertaking to recover possession, slid in on Jack Simpson, an appalling straight leg challenge with studs raking into the Bournemouth player's knee. Near 120 seconds in the wake of arriving, the Foyth was no longer with us.

The redirection by and by taken after one in which a couple of experts take on 100 school kids: Bournemouth predominated their opponents everywhere. Be that as it may, playing a 4-3-1 improvement, with Moura decimating himself attempting to give redirection, Tottenham somehow made sense of how to remain in question. 

That was halfway in light of the fact that the home side appeared to be befuddled about what to do: set up to counter, expecting Tottenham to overwhelm, they were presently obliged to control the amusement. What's more, they couldn't discover a route through: Wilson discharged wide, Jordon Ibe had a shot spared by Hugo Lloris, the substitute Lys Mousset headed straight into the goalkeeper's hands. For a great part of the half it looked as though playing against nine men was a lot harder than playing against 11.

"When we had ball, I didn't think we utilized it keenly enough," said Howe. "It truly looked as though we were going to come up short on schedule."

With the fourth official's load up reporting four minutes of extra time, the home group were starting to accept triumph was never going to come. At that point a corner was won, Fraser pushed the ball into a packed box and Nathan Ake barrelled through to head the ball down past Lloris. Signal crazy festivals.

In the interim, in his specialized zone, Pochettino looked as though all the air had been canceled from his body. Also, no big surprise. Presently, in the wake of giving Chelsea, Arsenal and Manchester United completely undeserved expectation, Spurs go limping on to Amsterdam.

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