We are the biggest English club that's never won a major trophy. That must change.

The pressure to get this monkey off our backs is only increasing.

I saw a graphic circulating on X this week that show we’re 15th in the all-time Premier League table.

It’s an impressive feat, and shows just how big a football club we are. In the last 34 years there are only 14 clubs who have played more top flight matches than us.

Incredible, isn’t it? Particularly for those of us who can remember our pre-Premier League days.

And yet so many of us are not content. For good reason. After Crystal Palace won the FA Cup last season, we have been left as far and away the largest club in English football to have never lifted a major trophy.

It’s a stat that is as embarrassing as the 20 consecutive wins we have given Manchester City - and it’s a harder one to correct.

For fans of a certain generation, that day out at Wembley in 1975 was the “what if?” moment that ate away at them for years. For the younger ones among us, it’s Hamburg in 2010.

Both finals remain the closest our collective fingers have ever got to touching silverware. Well, the type that’s considered “major” anyway.

“You’re disrespecting the InterToto Cup!” is doubtless one comment this’ll get below the line, or probably on Facebook. But that’s a classic coping mechanism of a Fulham fan, isn’t it? Deep down we all yearn for that moment, that day in the sun. At this point it almost symbolises the culmination of a life’s - of so many lives’ - dedication to this beautiful football club.

We find ourselves back on the road to Wembley thanks to our fourth-round win at Stoke on the weekend. And with Southampton at the Cottage in round five, we’re all starting to dream again.

After 146 years, the task seems almost unattainable; too large to even contemplate: go and win our first-ever trophy. So you have to break it down, or provide some other form of motivation.

For me, it’s Palace. That moment in May when the Eagles lifted the FA Cup was one of my worst in football - and it didn’t even involve the club I support. The jealousy, the unbridled envy that I felt that day - and continue to endure - feels like it could be the start of my villain origin story.

There should be a picture of Marc Guehi holding the cup aloft in the Craven Cottage dressing room. To remind everyone that we’re the biggest trophy-less club in the country, and that we let one of our only peers in that regard surpass us on route to the final last season.

But we’re capable. We have been capable every season since we returned to the Premier League, reinvigorated, under Marco Silva. And our squad gets better each year.

But we know that window of opportunity doesn’t stay open forever. Football is cyclical. It always has been. Silva will leave, our key men will depart. Whether we replace them with better is far from guaranteed. The time to strike is now.

There is a certain beauty in the chase. When you reach the top of the mountain, what then?

It’s something we’ve never had to consider - it’s something I still don’t care to. I, like so many others, simply manifest that one moment. The final whistle blowing, when it starts to hit you: we’ve done it. The euphoria. When you turn to your loved ones and share that joy - that unforgettable moment.

Fulham FC: FA Cup winners 2026.

To borrow from TOOFIF’s fantastic comic strip: we can dream…