Don't slam fearless Yamal... hand him the key to the d'Or

THE third of a minimum of five minutes’ added time had begun when Lamine Yamal advanced deep into Inter Milan territory, his Barcelona side with the scent of a Champions League final in its nostrils.

- ANDY DUNN

There appeared to be three options for the 17-year-old.

Head towards the corner flag and run down the clock, try to draw a foul from the defenders who were looking to engage with him, or go for goal.

Only for Yamal, actually, there was really just one option and a strike hit with typical audacity (right) cannoned against Yann Sommer's left-hand post.

Forty-two seconds later, the unlikely figure of Francesco Acerbi had equalised and David Frattesi would go on to claim a lovely Inter winner to round off a truly remarkable match. In commentary boxes, some wise old pros shook their heads knowingly.

If only Yamal had been a little more streetwise, shown some shrewder game-management, they said. He'll learn from that, they said. He'll know next time.