After Dillon’s chance from the corner, Breswell re-established their grip on the game.

“Get in their faces!” roared Hansard. “They don’t like it up ‘em!”

Ollie responded by putting in a really hard tackle, going straight through the back of his opponent.

It was too hard a tackle for the referee, though, who blew for a free-kick straight away.

Without taking time to stop the ball, the Breswell centre-half drove a pass into his striker’s feet, instantly making a run upfield to support him.

“Rolling ball! Rolling ball!” Hansard protested as Breswell streamed forward. “The ball was rolling!”

“Play on,” shouted the referee, stretching his arms out in front of him. “Play on!”

The Breswell striker fended off Dillon long enough to be able to control the ball with his first touch and then lay the ball back with his second.

He was laying it back for the centre-half, who had played the ball into him in the first pace. That centre-half had sprinted the whole way up the pitch, and now he came on to the ball at full pace.

He looked as though he was going to wallop the ball as hard as he could but, right at the last minute, he changed the shape of his body. Instead of smashing his foot through the ball, he slipped his boot under it instead. He was going for the chip.

Everyone had expected him to go for the pile-driver, including Calum Fogarty, the Kingfield goalkeeper, who had come off his line. Now Calum was caught in no-man’s-land, only able to look on helplessly as the shot curved and arced above him towards the goal.

The ball glided gloriously, almost softly, through the air, and, for that second, there was complete silence as all the players on the pitch and all the supporters in the stands watched it follow its seemingly pre-programmed path.

Then the swish and ripple of the net broke the silence as the ball found the top corner.

The Breswell supporters started jumping up and down, celebrating; they were going crazy!

They unfurled a big banner, which read: “Breswell – it’s like watching Brazil!”

Meanwhile, Hansard was chasing the referee up the touchline.

“That was a rolling ball, ref!” he shouted. “Bring the play back!”

“I gave the attacking team the advantage,” said the referee. “The goal stands.”