The shot cannoned off his shin and flew over the crossbar, and for one impossible second the stadium forgot which team it supported.
"AND IT'S BLOCKED BY CALDERON!" the commentary roared as the entire ground gasped together, and then DW erupted in celebration and with pure, overwhelming relief.
Leo landed heavily on the turf, chest heaving as he stared up at the grey Lancashire sky.
A second later, blue shirts came charging in from all around, and somehow, Jake was the one who reached him first.
"What are you?!" he shouted, grabbing Leo by both shoulders on the floor as Carlo helped him haul Leo back onto his feet.
Ezra, on the other hand, slapped the top of his bandaged head before immediately apologising.
The fans celebrated the block as though it had won them the match.
"I DON'T BELIEVE WHAT I'VE JUST SEEN!" the commentator said again.
"That might be one of the greatest goal-line interventions you'll ever witness in Premier League football!"
