Evening all, and welcome to a huge game. It always was, but a draw in the Ireland-Austria scuffle presents an opportunity for both sides. If Serbia can win, they'll be strong favourites to qualify as group winners; if Wales can win, it's going to be a thriller of a denouement.

Vukovic slides a ball inside Gunther for Kolarov. The cut-back is intended to give Mitrovic a tap-in, but Chester's timely intervention sees the ball away.

There shall be one added minute.

Serbia win a free-kick just outside the box, left-hand side, and Kolarov curls an effort directly into Vokes' phizog. There's a break while he receives treatment.

The game is back into pattern: Wales sit back, Serbia probe.

Another lovely ball in from Ivanovic, curled over from the right, and again Mitrovic is there, but this time he headd wide.

At which point, I wonder if old Stojkovic might hear some opinions - he had no business giving away that free-kick in the first place.

The away end is absolutely going for it now. Can Wales hold on until half-time?

GOAL! Serbia 0-1 Wales (Ramsey pen) Stojkovic dives right and Ramsey chips beautifully into the opposite side-netting! The cat is pigeoned!

PENALTY TO WALES! OH MY! Ledley dinks the free-kick into the box, Milivojevic tugs Vokes back for no reason - the ball was behind him - and the ref points to the spot, then books the perpetrator!

A long ball draws Stojkovic out of his goal, but Ramsey first worries and then robs him, so the keeper brings him down just by the join of box and by-line; he's booked.

Ramsey, who could do with getting involved in things, finds Richards down the left. He tosses in a cross looking for Ledley, but Ivanovic is up to head clear.

It's starting to come for Serbia. Rukavina crosses from the right and Mitrovic is up all alone, but can only manage to head back across goal and plenty wide.

Lovely ball from Ivanovic, lifted over the top from centre to left by Ivanovic! And Mitrovic is away from Chester, but on the dive, can't quite guide it goalwards.

Rukavina's gotta bitta pace, and he burns up Richards then directs a sizzling low corss between Davies' legs. Sliding in towards his own goal, Williams can't reach it, but neither can Mitrovic and Gunter clears.

Ivanovic has the ball and has space, so naturally decides to shoot from 35 yards because that's what he does, right? You can imagine.

Davies brings the ball forward and finds Richards, who crosses ... Nastasic heads clear and Serbia break. But by the time Tadic crosses, Davies is back to head clear. He's having a decent night so far.

Milivojevic sends Kostic chasing down the left, but Allen and Richards combine well to avert the danger. It's all Serbia now, but in the gentlest of ways.

Very little going on here, but then Tadic finds space down the left and pulls back, forcing Williams to concede a corner. Two men stand behind it because why not, the ball goes behind again, and this time Mitrovic looks primed to take a ride on Vukovic's back, but the ball comes nowhere near them and Wales clear their lines.

Different game, granted, but no less magnificent for that.

Gunter stretches down the right and tries to nip around Vukovic, anticipating contact as he goes down. The ref says no foul, and there follows quite some disappointment.