Inside the stadium, tens of thousands of people were crying, yet there was almost no sound. That silence hurt more than any scream ever could. Supporters in yellow jerseys sat with their faces buried in their hands. Some stared blankly at the pitch, unable to process what had just unfolded before their eyes. Just six minutes. In the span of six devastating minutes, a nation’s dream, a generation’s wait, an entire country’s footballing identity turned to dust.