Evening all. Surely United can't mess it up from here? Surely Celta can't be so useless again? We're about to find out!

Mallo, who has literal armfulls of tatts, runs at Mkhitaryan, who watches him run into touch. Everyone laughs.

Blind looks to bring the ball clear and overruns it, sliding in on Hernandez, who flips accordingly. Yellow card.

Ever snince I noted his absence, Mkhitaryan has been humming. He intercepts Sisto's loose pass in midfield, attacks the space, and feeds Lingard, out on the right. He nicks past Jonny and snaps over a low cross that's too good for keeper, back-four and strikers.

Dolberg has scored for Ajax, so Lyon need to score four to force extra-time.

Pogba fouls Sisto 30 or so yards from goal, left of centre, and Wass steps up to take the free-kick. He wipes his foot across it, and the ball flies way past the far post.

Celta are clambering back into the game, and work the ball to Hernandez, just outside the box. He tries a loopy kind of shot, down the middle but not quite straight at Romero, who flicks it over the bar. The corner comes to nothing.

Which is to say that rarely have I seen two defences defend as badly, Lyon especially.

Amazingly, for anyone who saw the first leg, Lyon-Ajax is goalless.

Celta have had barely a touch in the last 15 minutes, but win a free-kick wide on the right, 40 yards from goal. Wass swerves it in, but picks out Romero, whose punch isn't perfect but gets the job done.

United are going to score again - Celta have no answer to their pace and movement, now that they're playing with pace and movement. Rashford, who's roving across the width of the pitch, appears on the right, and with men in the middle, fizzes a low, curving cross that somehow picks a line of best fit between them all.

Lovely from Mkhitaryan, bursting through midfield, leaning outside and diddling Mallo by moving the ball back inside with the outside of his right foot. He then slides a pass for Lingard, whose shot is deflected behind by Roncaglia. The corner comes to nowt.

United are all over Celta now.

GOAL! Manchester United 1-0 Celta Vigo (Fellaini) agg 2-0 Marcus Rashford is exhilaratingly, mortifyingly, intensifyingly, life-affirmingly wonderful! Mkhitaryan finds him in space at inside-left and Fellaini, on the shoulder of the last man on the other side of the box, points to where he wants the ball. So Rashford delivers it perfectly, curling into the space between keeper and defence, and with Alvarez expecting a header towards his far post, he can't keep out the one bashed in off his near one!

Fellaini slides forward to Lingard, raiding through the middle, who cleverly allows the ball to run. He then finds Mkhitaryan, who finds Pogba, and the ball goes backwards. But....

Pogba, easily the best player on the pitch last week, is starting to exert influence, emerging into midfield and spreading wide to Darmian. Naturally, he gives it away.

Great spot!

This is better from United - they're now circulating the sphere with confidence, looking for an opening. Nothing doing so far.

LOST: one Henrikh Mkhitaryan. One careless owner. Please return to J. Mourinho, Old Trafford, Manchester.