The Complexe Sportif Prince Moulay Abdellah in Rabat was as its absolute boiling point.
120 minutes of sheer war, six goals split between two African footballing giants, and yet no winner.
It was a game unlike any other.
The final whistle of extra-time had blown, but there was no relief; only the nerve-wracking dread of a penalty shootout.
The nerves among the fans were at their highest.
At this point, both sets of fans had to agree that the game was now out of their hands. A penalty shootout was a 50/50 gamble, any side could win it at this point; and the fans could not help but feel tense.
Fans, players, coaches, everyone knew what was at stake.
A ticket to the final. Glory or heartbreak.
The stadium, once a deafening inferno of chants had settled into an eerie tension as the players converged around their coaches, the 2 coaches already going over his penalty lineup with their players.
This was the moment of truth.
