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RC Lens Achieves Miraculous Comeback Against Slavia Prague

RC Lens walked the edge of humiliation in Prague, stared it down in the 89th minute, and then tore up the script.

Two goals deep into stoppage time turned a desperate 2-1 deficit against ten-man Slavia Prague into a 3-2 victory on opening night in the UEFA Champions League, delivering the French club their first away win in Europe’s premier competition since 1998. It felt like a result dragged out of another era.

For long stretches at the Fortuna Arena, Dino Toppmöller’s side looked destined to waste a golden opportunity. Slavia had been reduced to ten men after Konecny’s red card, yet still led 2-1 as the clock ticked toward full time, Sturm having struck twice and seemingly settled the contest.

Lens looked rattled. Slavia smelled blood. The atmosphere turned hostile, impatient, almost accusatory towards the visitors as each attack broke down and each cross sailed harmlessly away.

Then came stoppage time. And with it, chaos.

A 16-year-old changes everything

Thrown into the fray in the second half, 16-year-old Mezian Mesloub carried the kind of fearless energy only a teenager can bring into a game slipping away. In the 91st minute, he produced the moment that cracked Slavia’s resistance.

Drifting into space on the flank, Mesloub whipped in a cross that begged for a finish. Florian Thauvin answered. The World Cup winner, not exactly famed for his aerial prowess, rose and met the delivery with a firm header to level the match at 2-2.

"We'll have seen it all in football if I start scoring with my head!" he laughed on Canal+ afterwards, half-joking, half still in disbelief. Yet for Thauvin, the goal was about much more than technique.

"More than a goal, it's a state of mind. When you give your all until the very end, you score with your foot, your head, your backside... That's football!"

The pressure finally told

Slavia, so close to a statement win, suddenly looked stunned. The noise shifted. Lens smelled a different kind of blood now.

Barely two minutes after Thauvin’s equaliser, the comeback was complete. Ruben Aguilar stepped forward and delivered a brilliant winner, the kind of strike that turns a rescue act into a legendary night. From staring at a disastrous start to their Champions League campaign, Lens had flipped the scoreboard and the narrative in the space of a heartbeat.

On the touchline, Toppmöller’s gamble with his substitutions stood vindicated. Abdallah Sima, introduced after the break, had already made his mark with a crucial goal, and Mesloub’s assist for Thauvin underlined the impact of the coach’s changes.

Thauvin did not miss the chance to highlight it.

He pointed to the bench as the hinge on which the match swung, praising the influence of Sima, Mesloub and the other second-half entrants who injected life into a side that had looked short on confidence.

"We showed real mental strength tonight," Thauvin said. "We were coming out of a difficult period, and reacting like we did today will do us good. We fought like lions, we never gave up, and we were rewarded."

From crisis of confidence to catalyst?

Lens have been carrying the weight of a rough domestic spell, their form in Ligue 1 far from the swagger that took them back into Europe’s elite. This trip to Prague threatened to deepen the doubts: a red card in their favour, a man up, yet trailing late and on the brink of a damaging defeat.

Instead, they walk away with three points, a dramatic comeback, and a night that could harden their resolve.

Thauvin framed it as a turning point, a test of character survived rather than a stroke of fortune. In his eyes, enduring that kind of adversity — chasing the game, rescuing it in stoppage time, seeing the substitutes change everything — can serve as the spark that ignites a season.

The Blood and Gold will not have long to bask in it. They return to Ligue 1 duty on Sunday against Le Mans FC, carrying with them the memory of an unforgettable night in Prague and a freshly rediscovered belief.

Now comes the real question: was this a one-off escape, or the moment Lens remembered who they want to be this season?