Hello and welcome to live coverage of Wolfsburg vs Real Madrid.

Ronaldo is now in the middle, with Jese on the right and Bale on the left.

Benzema has a knee situation, so after some limping and clutching is replaced by Jese.

Someone is enjoying this, and why not.

Draxler arranges another chance to get after Danilo, roasting across him and leathering across one that slices wide.

Bale escapes again - it seems he is now on the left - and motors into the box, whereupon Naldo cruises across and slides in with a perfect challenge when the concession of a penalty looked the far likelier option.

Here's the thing: Zinedine Zidane probably doesn't know all that much about defending, let alone setting one up.

Bale homes over to the left again and scorches past Vieirinha, flipping over another cross, this time for Benzema - only he heads wide with most of the goal at which to aim.

Confidence is coursing through Wolfsburg like Gazprom in our collective soul.

Marcelo, Ramos, Pepe, Danilo. This oughtn't to be so surprising, yet it is - though you do have to wonder quite how Kroos and Modric are spending their evenings.

Madrid's defence is at sixties and seventies. Wolfsburg have serious pace on the break - just ask Manchester United - and Schurrle zips forward in possession with options out of his posteria. He opts to use done, making an angle to shoot with his right foot and drilling a cross shot that's nice to look at but easy for Navas to field.

Reckon Madrid would take 0-0.

GOAL! Wolfsburg 2-0 Real Madrid (Arnold) Oh my days! Marcelo isn't paying attention when the ball's sent wide right, and Bruno Henrique crosses low to the near post. At the same time, Sergio Ramos is pondering his parting, Arnold nashes across, and taps in from a couple of yards. The cat is well and truly pigeoned!

Ronaldo picks out Kroos with a cross from the right. He's on the edge of the box, and dinks a ball over the top for Benzema, but it's too hard.

Ronaldo decides he is the best, thank you, and that he won't pass to anyone. He's closed down, tackled, and throws a strop. Wolfsburg hit back with a dangerous cross down the left, but it's cleared.

GOAL! Wolfsburg 1-0 Real Madrid (Rodriguez) Expertly done. Rodriguez swaggers in, pauses, swaggers some more, and plants a sidefooter to Navas' right abuot halfway up. They probably wouldn't take a 0-0.

PENALTY WOLFSBURG! Vieirinha finds Draxler with a superb crossfield pass and he crosses from the left while Danilo does nowt. Schurrle revs up to hammer it, kicks Casemiro instead, and the ref points to the spot!

Great chance Madrid! Modric slides Benzema through, and suddenly he's on goal, with Ronaldo to his left. Brave man that he is, he eschews the pass and beats Dante instead, then slips a finish across Benaglio with his left foot but can only clip the keeper's left foot. Bale then slices the rebound horizontally and the attack breaks down.

Hello Wolfsburg! Bale is caught upfield by a quick break, exposing Danilo to Draxler. He chucks in some gratuitous stepovers - or should that be stepsover - and dinks a perfect cross to the far post, where Henrique can only head straight at Navas.

I'm sure I'm just ignorant, but I much prefer Ronaldo on the right wing and Bale on the left - it's that move that turned Ronaldo from an entertainer into an accumulator, while Bale always looks about to trip over his biceps when forced to shuffle about on the wrong side.

Marcelo sends Bale away down the left, and, permitted a rare little holiday in his natural position, he screeches away from Vieirinha and drills a low cross into the middle aimed at Ronaldo. He's more or less planning his preen, but Benaglio dives into his path and snaffles the ball. Good keeping, that.

Madrid slide the ball from side to side and Wolfsburg drop deep to wind them up. Schurrle is more or less playing in midfield - while looking like a McChicken Nugget, of course.