Hello there! Welcome to PAOK v Chelsea!

So that's us - thanks for your company and ta-ra.

If ended up being harder that it should've been, but Chelsea get there in the end. They played really well in the first half but missed a stack of great chances, and though PAOK improved in the second, they never really threatened the Chelsea goal.

Full-time: PAOK 0-1 Chelsea

Giroud wafts the free-kick over the top.

Pedro looks to have jiggered his arm and/or shoulder, so is led off, grimacing.

Pedro is still down. Rangers have drawn with Villarreal.

The ball goes wide again, but to the opposite flank, and the cross is cleared then Chelsea break, Willian finding Pedro steaming into the box, but a heavy touch takes the ball away from him and sends him hurtling into a heavy one with the keeper. He has a little relax on the grass - that looked nasty - while the physio comes on and El Kaddouri is booked for shoving him.

The ball goes wide, and Biseswar pulls Rudiger's shirt so Rudiger bashes his hand away and Biseswar goes down. The ref pulls the play back, then books Biseswar...

There'll be three added minutes...

Well! Barkley fouls, is booked, and PAOK have a free-kick, 45 yards out, dead centre...

Pedro cuts inside Wernbloom who dangles a tired leg, effects the trip, and accepts the yellow card.

Chelsea really have no business finding themselves in this position - this game should've been over well before half-time.

PAOK put the ball in the box - amazing how that can make things happen - and Chelsea can't clear properly, so Biseswar picks it up down the left of it and jockeys a gap then shoots through it .., but straight at Kepa.

Chelsea respond by knocking the ball to one another, but PAOK are putting them under now, getting around the men in clusters.

For the first time, PAOK are in the ascendancy, and Vierinha drives a low shot just wide.

Final change for PAOK, Biseswar replacing Jaba.

Well check out PAOK! Jaba chases hard down the right and cuts back for Prijovic, who crosses! And Kepa has to tip it away! Incredible scenes!

Poor old Morata. Off he goes, looking furious; the equally smouldering Giroud replaces him.

My days I wish English football was like this.

To whet your appetite for later...