It would be necessary to find a place in this stadium which he has traveled a thousand times, in its smallest recesses, to hoist a garnet jersey flocked to his nickname. No need to freeze it under glass: the tunic must be able to move freely above Saint-Symphorien and allow itself to be buffeted by the wind. Because the snow, the rain, the cold have never slowed down his impulses. Arsène Roth, alias Carmelo, had his internal radiator: he burned with an unconditional passion for his lifelong club.
The twelfth man of FC Metz was him. A sympathetic and lunar incarnation. Whole generations of players, coaches or supporters have one day or another looked away from the field to appreciate the spectacle from the stands. His warm-up, his going back and forth along the podium, his prayer, his encouragement…
