Le Progrès had enough chances to win this meeting but ended its year with what looked like a poor performance in the result.
Normal team, at Swift, one hour before kick-off. After days of procrastination, rumors, information that was no longer valid a few hours later, THE match sheet finally came down. Apart from the obviously notable absence of Stolz, who has a medical certificate, but also the entire recovery midfielders, the team looks like a version that could pass for normal of what it should be, given the importance of shock. Only his sidelines also bear witness to the fact that the strike has left its mark on the contingent of boys ready to get back into trouble. Add, in addition, around ten juniors in the stands, who monitor the warm-up with a disinterested eye. It’s cold, we realize that they would like to be somewhere else and they don’t have “not allowed to give interviews» to warm up.
Mixtur is not wildly successful
The question of the day having been addressed (it will not be a Swift B, but not a totally A Swift either, far from it), it remains to measure the capacity for transcendence of this group, still not paid, stigmatized for its strike, a little forced to return, who trained in conditions that were far from optimal.
Little Lucas Correia seems to provide an almost immediate response, on a tense cross from Bouhmidi: he bursts in front of Jousselin to put the Swift in control by piercing Latik (0-1, 8th).
But we don’t go through a week and a half of internal turmoil to come back miraculously performing well. And the rest of the half, following a recovery from Sinani on a bad restart which resulted in a shot close to the post (45+1), the Hesperangeois will spend it trying to stop the well-oiled machine of Progrès . Their luck is that Mixtur, who equalizes with the tip of the foot, in extension, on a well-felt cross from Natami at the far post (1-1, 20th), is furiously lacking in success. His shot in a good position is blocked (17th), his attempt at the end of a raid from Bah which shifts him well, goes just wide (23rd). The Frenchman could have ended the first period with a goal and an assist, when his cross was volleyed by Bah. But it licks the crossbar (30th).
There is no red, nor even a fault, for Dupire
We cannot declare the return of realism in a quarter-hour break. Not for Mixtur in any case: on an excellent cross from Karamoko, from the left, the attacker is in a good position, in front of his attacker, six meters away, and completely misses his header (53rd).
The most embarrassing is yet to come for Jeff Strasser’s men. A new (good) cross from Mixtur flies in front of the goal without Burban managing to push it in (56th), before Bah, who goes alone at goal, manages to straighten the ball in front of Dupire, who came out to meet him, but that he will plaster himself. No fault, and even less red, according to Mr. Sabotic (68th). Nothing more will happen and Progress will celebrate Christmas, hand in hand with its host of the day – who is doing well – four lengths from the podium and eight behind the leader from Differdange.
Julien Mollereau