The Parisian fortress, long untouchable, now echoes with silence as Nice storms through its gates. 1-3— a scoreline that reads like a rebellion, a reminder that even the mighty bleed. PSG, architects of dominance, now taste the sharp edge of vulnerability.
Unbeaten no more? Perhaps.
But in this fall, there’s beauty — the drama, the unpredictability, the heartbeat of football, because sometimes, the script needs a shake. And tonight, Nice holds the pen.