May 23, 2015, Saint-Ouen, northern suburbs of Paris, Le Stade Bauer.

French Football Nations League, final round.

Paris Red Star FC vs. Amiens SC.

Even though it was only a third-tier semi-professional league, the 5,000-seat stadium was still packed with Red Star fans from Paris and all over the country.

In the stands, they are neatly dressed in the traditional green jersey of the Red Star, blending in with the stadium under their feet, coupled with the green and white flags scattered everywhere, it is like a turquoise sea, and the fiery atmosphere contrasts sharply with the humble stadium, comparable to the devil's home stadium of the top league.

Such a scene is rare in any country's third division, and in the end, it is because this game is too important for Red Star fans.

They and the Red Star of Paris have been waiting for this day for too long.

The long-established but ill-fated team currently sit second in the French Nations League and a win will see them secure a return to Ligue 2 after a 16-year absence.

If you lose, you have to look at the faces of the two pursuers behind you.

However, before the game, all Red Star fans were convinced that their team could easily take out the seventh-ranked Amiens SC, who had no desire to finish, and end this great season with ups and downs.

Of course, it would be even better if they could overtake Paris FC next door in the final round.

If I had to find a flaw in this perfect ending, it would be the team's biggest contributor this season, Jack, who was banned for a red card for insulting the referee in his last game, which led to the inability to play today, and he was not found in the stands.

He's the protagonist of the carnival celebration later!

All of a sudden, countless loyal Red Star fans began to worry, and some even had no heart to watch the game, and their eyes roamed around the stadium, hoping to find the eye-catching red head.

But as the game progressed, they suddenly realized that their worries might be unwarranted, or rather, they were worried in the wrong direction.

Although the Red Star players were in high spirits today, Lady Luck did not seem to favor them, and the deadlock on the pitch was not broken until the second half.

Just when everyone thought that the game would end 0-0, the referee's hurried whistle drew a big exclamation mark over the field.

At this time, there were only eight minutes until the end of the game.

………

"Fuck the eye-splitting referee, are your eyes caught between your pimple-covered ass!"

In front of the bench of Red Star FC, a bearded bald head with a strong body like a bear has turned on the hair dryer spray mode.

"How is this a foul, why can't you see that our player fell to the ground first?"

"Red card?! Penalty kick?! This is a fake fall! ”

The bearded man's roar resounded throughout the bench, and as he was reminded, the stadium, which had been almost silenced, was boiling again, and more French words that needed to be silenced echoed around the stadium.

Red Star fans have every reason to be angry, in just a few tens of seconds, they saw their team's captain David Bellion was viciously tackled and did not get up for half a day, but the referee not only did not blow the game, but did not hesitate to give a penalty and a ruby card after the Amiens striker slipped into the penalty area and fell to the ground.

Red Dot Package!

Or in the last moments of such an important game.

The situation has taken a turn for the worse, and the Red Star fans are booing, they have been waiting for this game for 16 years, and if they lose in the end, according to the current scores of other games, Red Star FC will fall to fourth place, and they will not even be eligible to participate in the promotion play-offs!

"Oh God! Lucas has already touched the ball, and this tackle is cleaner than your yellow flower! ”

"Black Whistle! I swear, if you can't go to the second division because of this red star, I will definitely give you a big eye in the ass! ”

Not only the fans, but also the Red Star players who were closer to the place of the incident could not understand the decision, and they all surrounded and reasoned with the referee, but the captain David Bellion was still in the opponent's half at this time, and the scene fell into chaos for a while.

Of course, if the hot-tempered Bellion could get up, maybe the Red Star would have received more than just one red card.

At the crucial moment, veteran goalkeeper Vincent Plant was more experienced, first pushing the emotional centre-back Lucas away, and then signaling the rest of his team-mates to negotiate with the referee alone.

Lucas Hernandez, who was shown a red card, was extremely aggrieved, and he knew how important this game was to the team from the Red Star Academy, and his young face was already flushed, and even tears were in his eyes.

He has been a brilliant performer this season and is one of the cornerstones of the team's rise and everyone is looking forward to his next performance in the second division.

But he messed up at the last moment in this most crucial game.

In fact, he can't be blamed, David Bellion's injury made everyone relax, and he was counterattacked by Amiens SC, forming a single knife, only he desperately chased back, and before the opposing striker was about to shoot, he was brought down with the ball.

In all fairness, the ball did suspect a foul and Vincent Plant knew it would be difficult to convince the referee to change his mind, so the focus of his protest was the foul on David Bellion, while the Red Star captain was still lying on the ground with his ankles clutched.

The team doctor who rushed into the field was already squatting beside him at this time, and after a brief examination and questioning, the team doctor decisively made a substitution gesture towards the bench.

The bearded man who received the bad news was furious again, and his angry roar could be heard in the audience behind the bench.

"Beep-Beep-Beep"

After a burst of unbearable spitting fragrance, the fourth official next to him finally couldn't sit idly by and came over to remind:

"Mr. Pire, be careful with your emotions and words, and if it happens again, I will tell the referee."

Red Star FC's bearded coach Manuel Pire didn't stop there.

"I don't need you to tell me, I'll go myself, I'll ask, does his whistle only sound at the red star?"

After speaking, he rushed into the stadium to see the posture to communicate directly with the referee face to face.

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the man, who was as strong as a brown bear, from behind.

"Don't persuade anyone to me! I can't let him ruin my team and my game! ”

Manuel roared into the middle of the field and continued to rush forward without looking back, but two seconds later, the man was still in place.

It's not that he's pretending, but the hand behind him has too much strength, and the big man who weighs more than 200 pounds was actually grabbed by someone with one hand.

Manuel, who was angry, was about to turn around and go crazy to see which guy with long eyes dared to stop him, when he heard a strange accent of French in the back of his head.

"Manly, I understand that you are angry, but you can't take the opportunity to snatch the Red Star away, she is mine."

Although the person has not yet turned around, Manuel already knows who is behind him, his voice is louder than himself, and this unique accent.

Only that man!

He turned around in surprise to see behind him a guy wearing a Red Star FC player's jacket and covering his head with a hood.

"My God! Jack! I knew it was you. ”

Manuel gave the visitor a sturdy bear hug, and he was 1.93 meters tall with a smile on his face, excited like a baby, and he couldn't see the grumpy old brother just now.

"Damn it! How many times have I said, don't hug me so tightly, and don't call me so affectionately, you are not shredded meat! ”

The man named Jack broke free from Manuel's murderous embrace, and after passive intimate contact, his hood had been thrown off, revealing a bright red short inch and an oriental face, matching his height of 1.85 meters, like Sakuragi Hanamichi who walked out of the slam dunk.

It's just a middle-aged version.

"Jack, you're well disguised, but put your hat on, don't get discovered, you're banned this time."

Although Manuel is five big and three thick, he has a very delicate mind, otherwise he would not be the assistant coach of Red Star FC.

Yes, he is an assistant coach, the real head coach of Red Star FC, and this oriental man in his early thirties in front of him.

Jack Wan.

It was he who took over the team in the middle of the season and then brought the team to the top three of the table with a wave of 13 consecutive wins, and now they are second in the league with 66 points, only one point behind first-placed Paris FC and one step away from promotion.

If there is any drawback, it is his temper during the game, Manuel is mild-mannered compared to him, one is a hair dryer, the other is a bomber, not in the same order of magnitude.

It was precisely because of his fierce output in the last game that he was sent off the field by the referee with a red card, resulting in this most critical round can only be led by the assistant coach.

So if you really want to be angry about the current situation, it won't be Manuel's turn.

If it weren't for Jack's ban, he wouldn't have been able to get over the manager's addiction.

It's just that now it seems that this addiction is not as good as it.

"It's okay, they can't chase me away."

Seeing that the fourth official not far away was looking at his side frequently, Jack Wan even smiled and waved to the other party, as if he didn't care about the status of the banned game at all.

What is even more strange is that the fourth official did not say anything but smile in return.

"What's going on, you bought the Football Association? No way, if so, they wouldn't be able to award that shit penalty! ”

Jack didn't mean to explain to Manuel, he just told a young player on the bench to hurry up and warm up and prepare for a substitution.

Fortunately, Red Star FC have only made one substitution before, and there are still two substitutions.

David Bellion, who was lying on the grass, had already gotten up, and was limping out of the field with the support of the team doctor, looking at his chattering appearance, if he hadn't been dragged by the team doctor, I was afraid that he would have to go to the referee for trouble.

On the other side, goalkeeper Vincent Plant's representations did not make a difference, and Lucas, who was sent off, had to go to the bench under a serious warning from the referee.

Two Red Star FC players who came off the pitch came to Jack and Manuel almost at the same time.

The fourth official glanced at David Bellion, who was still swearing, and very humanly did not ask Lucas to leave the field immediately, after all, this is only a semi-professional game, not so strict.

He didn't want to anger the seemingly amiable but notorious Oriental.

"Boss, I'm ......"

Lucas, who had not calmed down yet, couldn't help but want to explain when he saw the head coach who suddenly appeared, and his tone was still a little choked.

After all, he is only nineteen years old, and he has only played in the third division for half a year, and he has really never experienced such a scene.

Jack didn't even look at his proud disciple, he just stared at the court, and said unceremoniously: "If you play a defender, you have to be prepared to take the blame, as for apologizing, wait until the game is over, watch the game first." ”

After saying that, the head coach of Red Star FC stretched on the spot, still muttering to himself.

"Shall I do it? Isn't it just a goal? Who wouldn't. ”