It's long since proved that no one knows anything, but already these Euros have shown that our plight is even worse - and better - than originally feared. Knowing nothing is a neutral state; being wrong almost all the time is entirely different. And beautiful! Oh, us!

Andre Gomes accidentally rakes studs down Gylfi Sigurdsson's ankle and there's a brief stoppage.

Iceland look pretty chill. Sorry.

Ronaldo, now with game face on.

Carvalho throws himself into a clearance, following through into the thigh of Sigthorsson; he takes it in the spirit it was intended.

Portugal aren't moving the ball or themselves sufficiently swiftly to achieve anything.

Lovely little interchange between Ronaldo and Joao Mario, the latter allowing the ball to pass behind his legs as he kicks them over it. He's fouled, but still manages to waft one out to Vieirinha, who experiences consternation when the whistle awards him a free-kick. He is no happier when it is duly wasted.

A smiling Cristiano Ronaldo.

Gylfi Sigurdsson takes an early shot on the Portuguese goal.

Moutinho finds himself on the ball for the first time and immediately looks for Ronaldo, who immediately looks for goal. But he catches the turf better than the ball and flops to the floor, claiming a free-kick. None is forthcoming.

Danilo bumps Sigurdsson in midfield, presenting Iceland with a free-kick in centrefield. It's humped forward, but far too hard to be of any use.

Turns out that Iceland is square-mile poor and human-deficient. More news as I get it.

Iceland is a small country with a small population. Who knew?

A pleasing little skirmish on the touchline around halfway - Vierinha is on the ball and charged by two Icelandic, so Andre Gomes nashes over to even up the numbers.

Skulason loses possession on the right touchline and Portugal force a corner, which they take short. Eventually, Moutinho curls in towards the penalty spot, where Danilo contorts his body behind it and tries a header - it's deflected just past the post for another corner, which comes to nowt.

Lovely from Sigurdsson, waltzing down the left and away from Vieirinha in the process of cutting inside. Shaping to arc the ball into the far corner, Henry-style, he instead goes for power, Rooney-style inside the near post. "The eyes" were employed, but Rui Patricio was not "done" - he beats clear. What a chance that was!

Ronaldo breaks through the middle and espies twin-striker Nani to his left. But two defenders have moseyed over towards him and crowd him out when the ball arrives. Ronaldo might have been better going alone - and who ever thought they'd type that? These Euros continue to surprise.

Iceland fans in full voice before the game.

Gunnarsson knocks Ronaldo off his feet and follows it up with some exhibition glaring while he reclines on the turf.

Puff-puff, toot-toot, off we go.