Leïla Lacan mystifies a Charnay player and the time bores the last seconds. The buzzer does not even get along (56-50). The madness seizes this room which, once again, played its role. The cauldron and a little more than 2,500 supporters were faithful to their reputation.
Julie Barennes’ players have done their work, supporters too. “This atmosphere is a whole, but it helps our daughters to succeed,” says Marie, a supporter who almost lost her voice at the end of the game. Antoine, who came from Chalosse, cannot come back. “It is better not to be a heart,” he smiles. They were to the end, they did it. »»
Long before kick -off
This audience – the hottest of this female league – understood the stake of this meeting. You shouldn’t be missed. Almost half an hour before kick-off, the room is already packed. “La Peña Baïona” resonates, “Emilie’s eyes” continue. A spark and an overview for the small cluster of supporters from Charnay that the mission will be complicated.
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“In Mitterrand, it looks like we’re 100,000!” »»
“Mitterrand’s atmosphere pushes the players. He is an audience of connoisseurs, and it’s full time, says Pascale Cerisere, who came to support Landes basketball with her father. There is a real southwest identity, with the banda playing throughout the match. Girls enjoy playing. »»
-A little “6e homme »
For Gilbert Ducasse, subscribed for ten years, and who lives Hagetmau, the public is a “6e Man “:” It is a fact recognized by the other teams. The coaches are envious of our atmosphere! He attended a match in Tarbes last season. “The atmosphere is not worth Mitterrand. They also have a banda, but the public does not adhere to it. Sandra Duprat is also one of those courageous who sometimes move far to support their heart club. “The last rooms I have in memory are Angers and Chartres. We feel much less the fervor than here. In Mitterrand, it looks like we’re 100,000! »»
Matthieu Sartre
At the fifteenth minute, “here it is basketball moors”. Things are clear and the public, in perfect harmony, recalls things. On the parquet floor, everything goes perfectly. The rest is up and Charnay returns to the sneakers of “blue and white”. Supporters restore the machine.
Matthieu Sartre
At the final whistle, a hurricane invades the setting of François-Mitterrand. Supporters are levitating. There are no other words. “It was hard but we are there and it is Tarbes,” said Josiane, relieved. Everything is said. Marie Pardon seizes the big cash, her teammates follow her for a final clapping. The tone is set. And we will have to be even crazier in the coming days. More than ever, Basket Landes can still write an exceptional page in its history. With its audience.
