Chapter Eleven Paris, France
PSG’s tricky forwards were capable of causing any adversary a problem. The Parisian fans stomped into the ground, presuming that the result was a foregone conclusion. This dangerous presumption arose from an innate sense of superiority. They sneered at the prospect of playing a team from the third tier of English football. Already, most of them did not follow the sporting fixtures across the Channel as a matter of principle. Many had ignored the advent of Angel Sirius, closing their minds to his achievements. So, when Grimsby trotted out pre-match onto the hallowed turf of the Parc des Princes, the jeers that greeted them created an intimidating atmosphere, the like of which they had never encountered.
Angel, now the team captain, called the Grimsby players i
