Line-up: Puig, Si M'Hammed, Bon, Guarnaccia, Rossi, Friedrichs, Belalij, Lo Presti, Henriquez (Pereira), Deschamps, Mineo (Godefroid);

Another sunny Saturday in Belgium, the squad is gathered this time in Anderlecht, for a game against Etincelle.

As our captain told us, and this is Bonbon feeling too, it is great we won 3 matches in a row, but the opponent level was not amazing. At this stage, however, we can anyway count on a great improvement comparing it to the end of last season or even the beginning of the current one.

Based on a solid team defending altogether and a really collective state of mind, players are ready to make an extra effort to cover a mate mistake and to give their energy for the team; thanks to this, RBBFC remains on 3 consecutive clean sheets and victories.

This is the best feeling Bonbon can have on a football pitch and I take the opportunity to use this tribune to congratulate all participants to this great achievement.

In Anderlecht, we know we are just one week after Nobel Prize nomination. And some of the best contenders for medicine, physics, literature and peace are present to support Etincelle team.

In the changing room, Puig goes again for a diamond formation.

The match starts smoothly for RBBFC. However, on an inoffensive goal kick, Puig chooses to wake up his Centre backs. He kicks directly to an Etincelle player, who manages to head the ball forward ending up being an assist to Etincelle n°9, between Massi and Bonbon. Still sleeping, they do not react. Massi was explaining Bonbon the Sacchi pressing strategy in Milan, while making an expresso. Bonbon reminded him that Desailly was part of the team, together with Baresi, Maldini and Costacurta.

The forward shots, and Puig, prefers to stop the ball with is chest than with his hand. Apparently, another finger rehab process week end is needed in Barcelona. Or maybe medical staff can organize a special session in Brussels?

The extremely hot temperature does not help the two teams to implement their strategy. After a while, we see that Etincelle strategy is clear, a short ball passing in defense to end up with a long ball that Simone, Massi Bonbon, Tarik or Stefan easily send back to the shooter.

Our boys try to develop their passing game, but do not manage to clearly smash their opponents. On a long ball from Bonbon, Mineo manages to make a good chest control, but his volley is too high to jeopardize Etincelle cage. Soon after, a midfield combination finds again our Italian dragster in a good position. He strangely slides, and do not manage to shot the ball as he would. Not only that, referee even gives him a yellow card for this.

RBBFC slight domination will fortunately materialise thanks to our Arturo Vidal midfield control tower in chief. At 2:23 pm, he connects quickly to Zaventem control tower. Sky is clear, air corridor is free for the next minute. On a corner for RBBFC, Stefan receives the ball at 25-30 meters of Etincelle goal.

He Rogers zaventem control tower, and launches a Chilean missile.

The ball quits Santiago del Chile, goes over Patagonian Chilean Andes, say hello to Torres del Paine National Park, takes some snow then over Fitz Roy El Chalten Saint-Exupéry summit, crosses Atlantic ocean, launches turbo jet engine, and lands directly in the top left corner of Etincelle's goal.

RBBFC gentlemen go straight on their Chilean artificer and jump on him to celebrate this extraordinary shot.

1-0 for the Whites!

Some team observers say that Lolo, after the game, said that Lukaku style control from Stefan allowed him to take the shot. Nevertheless, Bonbon is amazed of this legend shot, good enough to deserve Puskas prize.

Second half is coming, we can start hearing our Nobel prizes opponent fans a bit more easily. In this second half we can feel more the RBBFC domination. Etincelle long shots are still not disturbing the white defensive organization.

On a long ball, one little guy from Etincelle comes and tries to shake bonbon. Funny story: not born from last rain, bonbon got time to prepare himself. Getting solid for the shock, he unfortunately harms the Johnny boy. On the ground, this unlucky folk will even share this precious word, "I would say sorry for bumping you, but you really hurt me”. Football allows you to live very special moments.

And it is not finished, this shakes a bit our Nobel Prize assistance in the stands:

Some will propose real poetry to sing rbbfc praise in alexandrine.

Some will offer their medicine and anatomy knowledge to detail the scene that just happened.

Some will propose a quantic view that balls were bended in this shock.

Anyway the game continues, Nuno comes in for Horacio, while Jimmy comes in for Daniele.

And very soon, Capitano coaching will show its perspicacity.

On a second ball, again, things will turn well for RBBFC. The ball arrives for Nuno. He just has time to put his Rui Barros/Rui Costa suit. He controls the ball, raises his collar like Cantona, finishes his glass of Porto, and offers a beauty of pass to Jimmy. The bipbip road runner escapes his coyotes, and do a looooooong dribble to avoid the keeper. A dribble that finally turns in an assist for our pistolero, the capocanoniere Deschamps.

He easily pushes the ball in the net; this is 2-0 for the whites.

This second goal triggers Etincelle's bravery.They create a chance on a header, far from the cage.

Towards the end, on a deep ball, Etincelle keeper transforms himself in Schumacher German keeper, to kill Nuno while he runs towards the goal. The ref do not even whistle a fault, and the Nobel prizes in the stands agree that there is clearly nothing. The whites are frightened for their Portuguese creator. He fortunately wakes up in good shape, reaffirming later that same night that the shock was well absorbed.

The referee decides to end this game, and let the white team join its second field of operations of the day.

On Sunday, the Frankfurt Sausage Magazine wrote in its night report that Nuno and his jumper team mates have beaten a world record: there were precisely 2043 persons, and as many sausages, singing Nuno "Hey Jude" song that same night at Brussels Oktoberfest.

MoM and reporter: Fred "Bon" Bon