"Platini and the wall of feathers"

France 1982/86 - Germany 2014

One minute left to the end of the match, and Michel Platini sat down, grumbling. He had his elbow tightened in the grass, the chin leaned against the palm of his right hand and was waiting for the Germans to stop arguing with the referee. They had the ball tightly - feeling like the champions of world already - and were asking to discuss with a more-important-guy than the referee (who-knows-who chose him), a brewer from Gand, with a red face and white hair, who thought to be plausible while giving the order to keep going with the match, yelling at the ten ravens on the field, hoping to whistle the end to see the animals fly away: he did not even think it was weird that they were six feet tall.

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Free kick for Michel Platini. The ravens would have been his wall.

What a surprise to see that the french man threw the ball straight onto a raven's chest. The ball perforated the bird, and ended right to the top corner: don't worry, the bird is still alive, with all his feathers on.

This is how France won the match. Then, for a strange reason we're not up to understand, or maybe because of a word-of-mouth, the crowd ran to the filed and cheered for Tigana.