Bissouma lunged.
Late.
Desperate.
He didn't get the ball.
Not even close.
He took Lukas.
Clean through him.
Lukas saw it coming and went down instantly, the contact obvious as the ball rolled harmlessly away.
Immediately, the referee's whistle blew.
"Foul!" Fletcher called. "And that looked reckless!"
The referee didn't hesitate.
He turned.
Looked straight at Bissouma—
And reached for his pocket.
Second yellow.
Then—
red.
"Bissouma is off!" Fletcher shouted. "Tottenham down to ten men!"
The stadium erupted in reaction—half roaring, half stunned.
Bissouma stood there for a second, disbelief written across his face before he slowly turned away, shaking his head as he walked off the pitch.
On the touchline, Postecoglou threw both hands onto his head.
He couldn't believe it.
"He's lost his composure," Bale said. "He was already on a yellow—you cannot make that challenge there."
Frankfurt players gathered quickly around the spot.
