At 6 p.m. at the Polesud ice rink, supporters of the Brûleurs de loups flock to the bar, the 1968, to follow their team’s match in Angevin lands. “We installed the screen two months ago,” says Marie, one of the waitresses.
They are about thirty. Shirts of Horak or Kearney (all former BDL) on the shoulders, cap screwed on the head, the Grenoble residents are calm at the start of the game. Tense like the players on the ice at the IceParc. Damien Fleury wakes everyone up in the seventh minute:…