Two goals. Two goals apart against Paris Saint-Germain, in the French Cup semi-finals. For forty-five suffocating minutes, the Pierre-Mauroy stadium, a neutral theater in Lille, vibrated to the rhythm of a capital feat that took shape. Dunkirk, a resident of Ligue 2 with a huge heart, had the Parisian colossus pitch, inflicting a lesson in insolence and formidable efficiency. The scent of the ko floated, almost palpable.
Because the northerners, already tomb of three elite teams in their crazy epic, had not come as an expiatory victims. Biting, valiant, they exploited each flaw of an surprisingly passive PSG. First on a maliciously played free kick, where defender Sasso appeared to open the scoring (7th). Then, taking advantage of a apathetic Parisian defense and a guilty error of Beraldo, the Saudi Al-Saad, perfectly launched by Courtet, doubled the putting of a dry shot (27th). 2-0. Paris was in the strings, sounded, unrecognizable.
Hakimi and PSG had a lot to do against Dunkirk.
Dembélé, the spark before the break
Doubt settled, heavy. What if Dunkirk did the unthinkable? It was not until the end of the first period to see Paris react. A spark in the greyness. Ousmane Dembélé, after an a two edge with Hakimi, laid down a powerful shot that was re-laid just before the mermaid (45th). A psychological, crucial goal which changed the face of a poorly embedded encounter. The blower of Luis Enrique at halftime has probably done the rest.
Paris resumes her minds and finishes work
Invigorated, Parisians returned with other intentions. No more rhythm, more aggressiveness. And the equalization was not long. On a corner, followed by an omnipresent service Dembélé, Marquinhos deviated from the back of the skull to set the record straight (48th). Dunkirk had a final opportunity to resume the advantage, a Skytta head which bordered on the frame (50th), but the wind had turned. The Parisian machine was launched. The pressure increased, and it was desired Doué, entered with passion, who delivered his own after a beautiful combination with Barcola, of a precise strike on the ground (72nd). Paris then managed, even offering the luxury of weighing down the scoring in the stops of the game through Dembélé (94th, 4-2).
Paris will therefore see the final, now the course on a possible historical triple. Not without having come close to the correctional in the face of heroic Dunkirk who come out with honors. The ogre has fogled, but it is still standing.
