Born one Friday 13 at the Franz Kafka clinic, orphaned a few hours after his birth following an unfortunate argument between his parents, beaten up when he was ten by a little girl with whom he was madly in love, raised by a cantankerous grandmother and an alcoholic uncle… We could say that Grégoire Moulin got off to a bad start. Now well into his thirties, he’s still living with his grandmother, is eternally single and has a lowly job with an insurance company. But, as we all know, life is full of surprises (particularly bad ones) and so, one Sunday in the month of May, Grégoire Moulin’s fate takes an unexpected turn. His guardians’ sudden death caused by a heavy wardrobe brings Grégoire to Paris where he discovers love in the shape of the delightful Odile Bonheur. She’s a dance teacher and he ardently watches her from behind his desk that he’s strategically stationed up against the pane glass window of “Assurances Vendéennes.” Despite his consuming passion, excruciatingly anxious and inhibited Grégoire dares not approach beautiful Odile. Employing a shameful subterfuge, he manages to fix a date with her at a café called “Penalty.” Alas, Grégoire’s awkwardness and chronic anxiousness, along with the rudeness for which some Parisians are renowned, combine to transform this simple meeting into a wild race against the clock and humanity, with the French Football Cup as a backdrop. Absolute hell!