Perched on the terrace overlooking the Racing 92 training ground, hearts shook a lot.
That of Virimi Vakatawa, weakened by a suddenly aggravated pathology, hardly contained a flood of emotions which overflowed on his companions of this dark moment, this Tuesday noon veiled by a passage of clouds in the sky of Plessis-Robinson (Hauts- de-Seine).
The quavering voices and the flushing tears of Fabien Galthié, the coach of the Blues, and Jacky Lorenzetti, the president of the Ile-de-France club, at the moment of saluting this forced bow, or even the tense face of Laurent Travers, the manager of the Ciels and White, gave a good insight into the impact of this unique player, such a discreet man, on those who approached him.
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