Royal Excel Mouscron
Ground: Stade Le Canonnier
Capacity: 10,800
Club Founded: 1922
Club Dissolved: 2022
A combination of dubious ownership, mergers, bankruptcies, and investigations by the Belgian federal judiciary over alleged financial offences is all part of the sad story of a former Belgian football club.
A Potted History of the Club
The lineage of the club goes back to 1922, before Stade Mouscron and ARA Mouscron merged in 1964 to become Royal Excelsior Mouscron. The club was placed in Division Three, where they remained for many seasons. Successive promotions at the beginning of the 1990s propelled Mouscron to the second tier.
A play-off victory in 1995-96 saw the club reach the top flight for the first time, where the team finished in third place in their debut season. Fourth-place finishes ensued, adding to further UEFA Cup appearances. Home games were moved to Le Stadium Nord over the French border at Villeneuve-d'Ascq until Stade Le Canonnier was upgraded.
Financial Concerns
Manager Lorenzo Staelens led his team to the 2001-02 final of the Coupe de Belgique, where Club Brugge came out victors, 3-1. In 2005, the club hit serious financial troubles as star players Marcin Żewłakow, Franky Vandendriessche and Geoffrey Claeys were among those to leave the club.
The club returned to the Belgian cup final, where SV Zulte-Waregem ran out 2-1 winners against ‘Les Hurlus’. Manchester City offered to invest in return for Mouscron to become a feeder club. By then, the club defaulted financially for a third time, with the Belgian FA excluding them from the league competition.
A New Beginning
On December 28th 2009, the club was liquidated. A few months later, replacement club Royal Mouscron-Péruwelz was formed after the new management agreed to a merger with Royal Racing Club Péruwelz, a club based thirty miles away. The new club moved to Mouscron to play in the fourth-tier Promotion Division.
A runners-up spot sent Mouscron up to Division Three under manager Philippe Saint-Jean.
The third-tier title was won, before a runners-up spot, then saw the team just miss out on promotion to the top-flight on goal difference to Cercle Brugge.
However, it was the following season with Rachid Chihab in charge as Mouscron reached the top level of Belgian football to start the 2014-15 campaign after winning the final play-off rounds. The French club, OSC Lille, bought major shares in REM.
In June 2015, the club was bought by a group of foreign investors represented by the Israeli agent and businessman Pini Zahavi as the team diced with relegation. In the summer of 2016, Royal Excel Mouscron was adopted as the club title.
The team evaded demotion by just one place in 2016-17 under the direction of Romanian manager Mircea Rednic. Frank Defays and then Bern Storck succeeded him in the role. Bernd Hollerbach was appointed for the 2019-20 season, with Fernando Da Cruz following him.
Jorge Simão was in charge of the team relegated to First Division B. Former favourite Schifo returned for a short-lived spell before José Jeunechamps replaced him. The club was investigated by the Belgian federal judiciary over alleged financial offences relating to former owner Zahavi. They successfully filed for bankruptcy after the 2021-22 season.
My visit
Royal Excel Mouscron 3 KAA Gent 2
Belgian First Division A - Sunday 20th August 2017 (att: 4,000)
👨👨👧👧 4,000 🎟️ €12
Journey to the Match
My Belgian adventure was continuing in fine style. I’d met up with Anthony Vargas and the man known as Antonio, the Anderlecht fan from the Facebook European Football Weekends Group and seen a good game in the capital before Anthony and I had to make tracks.
We caught the metro to Central Station in time for the 5.45 train south. The fixture had only appeared a few days earlier on Soccerway; no doubt it had been rearranged at a late stage for TV coverage.
We were required to change trains in Gent, where the Sint-Pieters station was undergoing a huge refurbishment. The connection went to plan, and we pulled into Mouscron at 7.20pm, ready for the walk to the stadium. An English and Dutch lad, both living in Brussels, joined us for the twenty-minute walk along the side of the railway.
Both had been to matches that afternoon; one also at Anderlecht, while the other had opted for Belgian Cup action at Aalst. Anthony and I had to buy tickets, as the online sales required the use of a Belgian bank card.
Matchday Atmosphere in Mouscron
There was a fair queue, but the ladies in the hut were going great guns. We bought standing tickets on Le Kop for €12, getting a decent place in readiness for the arrival of the sides. Le Stade Le Canonnier had two decent seated stands on either side.
The Kop was covered standing with several supporting pillars, while the away end was a few steps of terracing with advertising boards and a scoreboard above. Gent had arrived with a decent travelling support.
They took up plenty of seats on the right-hand side, as well as filling more or less their standing section. Their team had started the season badly with just one point from a possible nine. Mouscron came into the game occupying sixth place in the table.
Pre-match, I predicted an away win despite the form table. Gent had really impressed me at Wembley the previous season when they ended Tottenham Hotspur’s Europa League campaign. Les Hurlus started the game well without making any real chances. Anthony went to buy his scarf and returned with a Hoegaarden beer for me.
The Match
Gent took the ascendancy out on the park. My pal happened to mention that it could be a long night for the hosts. He appeared to be spot on as Brecht Dejaegere received a pass before lashing in a shot that entered the net off the underside of the crossbar.
Just three minutes later, the visitors doubled their lead as Mamadou Sylla sent a beautiful low curling shot past Logan Bailly in the Mouscron net. Bailly had to make a fine stop, while Gent wasted a fine one-on-one opportunity before the game turned with a controversial decision from referee Nicolas Laforge a couple of minutes before the break.
The visitors' defender, Samuel Gigot, flew into a challenge out on the touchline, which sent Mouscron’s Fabrice Olinga sprawling. The crowd went berserk, which probably led to the issuing of a red card, which I thought was a knee-jerk and harsh call.
Gent’s coach Hein Vanhaezebrouck was going spare on the side of the pitch, while the away fans in the seats above the tunnel offered some extremely angry feedback towards the official as they headed off at the break.
We enjoyed another drink at the break while the other two lads joined us for a chat. They said that mates had texted that the defender had taken the ball, and the red card had been a poor call. I was also given some invaluable information regarding late bars in Brussels!
Our general thoughts were that an early goal against the ten men would give Mouscron half a chance. Indeed, Excel did have lots of possession as was expected, but it looked like De Buffalo's had seen off the main pressure.
Halfway through the second period, a seemingly overhit pass saw Gent keeper Lovre Kalinić go just outside his area, and he was forced to head the ball away. Unfortunately for him, it landed at the feet of Dimitri Mohamed, who managed to lob into an empty net.
The pressure continued, while Gent still looked dangerous on the break. It really was turning into a fantastic game. Anthony and I had one eye on the clock, and if the gate nearer the station was open, as we wanted to catch the 10.13 train.
With just six minutes remaining, Omar Govea fired a shot from the edge of the box, which curled towards the corner of the goal from the outside of his boot. Kalinić was unsighted as the ball went in to create bedlam on the terracing.
Excel continued to pour forward. The Gent defence was creaking and making some poor decisions. In eighty-seven minutes the a Mouscron forward was adjudged to have been fouled, so the referee went further down in the visiting fans' thoughts as he pointed to the spot.
Jonathan Bolingi stepped up and sent Kalinić the wrong way with the penalty. Gent threw what they had left into a desperate attempt at an equaliser. Kalinić went up for one last corner, but the ball was cleared as Monsieur Laforge blew his whistle for full time.
We didn’t hand around to hear the abuse he was surely to receive from the away fans. Our pace was most impressive back along Avenue de Rheinfelden to the station, which we thought was never going to come into view.
Journey Back to Brussels
Our journey required a change at Tournai, which was no issue. However, we were getting rather concerned when the second train stalled at Leuze-en-Hainaut. Announcements followed, and while we didn’t understand what was said, we got the gist of things.
The excellent guard explained in English to us that there was some kind of communications fault that the driver was trying to resolve. All the power was turned off for a short while before we eventually went on our way. It seemed apt that we stopped at a town called Silly!
It was just gone midnight when we alighted at Brussels Central. I said goodbye to Anthony, who had been great company over the past couple of days. We’d got on really well and enjoyed plenty of chat and laughs.
It had been a long day. I couldn’t be bothered to go for a nightcap in town. Instead, I caught the bus back to Hotel Sabina, bought some chocolate from the vending machine and enjoyed watching the match highlights from the two games I’d been to.





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