Second Leg in Paris:
Early pressure on our goal from PSG, and Dave is forced into a couple of routine saves.
From some safety first defending from PSG, we get our first corner. Ashley Young swings it in, keeper comes but only gets a hand and Chris Smalling bundles it in at the far post. The equation has changed. One more goal and the game goes to extra time.
The PSG midfield starts making some mistakes. Nothing major, just some passes straight into touch, few miscontrolled passes. Nothing major, but a foreshadowing for events to come. Eventually their quality on the ball begins to tell and they start dominating the game, pinning us back in our own half.
Inevitably, at around 43 minutes, Dani Alves' cross is turned into the back of the net by Kimpembe. (Yes, again. It goes on to become part of the Weird feelings of football thread)
Back to square one.
A quiet opening segues into a good passage of play of play for United. Lukaku isolates Bernat on the right and drives past him to square the ball to Mata on the edge of the box. Mata turns inside to shoot but instead slides a ball through to Lukaku whose miss hit cross wriggles through Buffon's arms at the near post.
One more goal. The crowd is nervous, but PSG are asserting themselves on the pitch, looking for the kill. United still committing bodies forward in numbers but without much luck.
Ball breaks at the edge of the PSG penalty area and a couple of quick passes set Mbappe in a race against Smalling who tries to take him out. Mbappe skips over the challenge and races towards De Gea. Perhaps because of the nervousness of the crowd, he loses his composure and shoots at de Gea instead of passing to Di Maria.
De Gea makes a good save low to his right but the ball bounces to Di Maria who tries to place it. A despairing dive by Lindelof fails to reach the ball but the curling trajectory only hits the outside of the post and bounces out to be cleared by Shaw with his right.
Many posters are wishing Fellaini was still here instead of assembling semiconductors in China, but keep their thoughts to themselves, mentally earmarking the Fellaini thread for the post-game. We are launching balls into their box, but their defenders clear everything.
Lukaku is at the heart of everything. His complete failure as a target man is being revealed in the cruelest possible way. He tries to control a long ball but it ricochets off the inside of his foot and rolls between the two defenders. And running onto it is MATA!
Buffon comes out and makes himself big but Mata slots it past his fingertips to the back of the net.
A few nervy minutes later, it is over. United are through on away goals.
The remaining teams hold a quick meeting and knowing that nothing will ever top this, the Champions League is awarded to United at a special ceremony at Old Trafford where Sir Alex also announces the line of Solskjaer as managers for life.
The rapture occurs and everyone goes to heaven except Liverpool fans, players and sponsors (past and present), with special dispensation for Michael Owen and Busby.
TL;DR
If we can get to 1:1 at 60 minutes, we have a shot.