
Goals: Brazil: Bebeto (11th); Rivaldo (26th and 60th) Denmark: Jorgensen 2nd; B Laudrup (50th)
Brazil: Carlos 12th; Aldair 37th; Cafu 82nd; Denmark: Helveg 20th; Colding 39th; Tofting 73rd.
Substitutes: Brazil: Denilson for Bebeto 64th; Emerson for Leonardo 72nd; Ze Roberto for Rivaldo 88th; Denmark: Tofting for Nielsen 45th; Sand for Moeller 67th; Schjonberg for Helveg 87th.
90 minutes in a nutshell: You just can’t stop them, but Denmark did a pretty good job of trying – they frightened Brazil with a rapid opener and
Two left feet: Roberto Carlos tried an overhead clearance kick in his own area and hit only air – Brain Laudrup pounced on the mistake to level the scores.
Magic moment: The opening goal by Denmark was fairly magical if giant-slaying is your game.If not, the sight of Ronaldo on the ball.
Mr Sitter: Peter Moller had a good chance to bring the scores level in the first half when presented with a clear shooting chance on the edge of the area – he promptly trod on the ball.
Shiver the timbers: Mark Rieper rattled Taffarel’s crossbar with only one minute of playing time remaining – if his header had gone in, it would have been golden goal time once more.
Cheered: Brazil at full flow.
Jeered: Roberto Carlos’s long range free kicks – the Tournoi mind-bender must have been a fluke.
Turning point: Denmark’s 2nd minute opener – perhaps too much hope too soon.Ref-er-ee!: Mr Ghandour got fairly handy with the yellow card and made a few strange decisions but the quality of the football made his job a doddle.
Terrace talk: Brazil: "We’re class and you know we are."
Denmark: "We’re red, we’re white – we nearly did it on the night."
Goals: None in regulation period plus Golden Goal time
Bookings: France: Guivarc’H, Deschamps; Italy: Del Piero,Bergomi, Costacurta.
Substitutes: France: Trezeguet for Karambeu (65), Henry for Guivarc’H (65);
Italy: Di Livio for Pessotto (90), Albertini for D. Baggio (53), R. Baggio for Del Piero (67).
90 minutes in a nutshell: As tense and tight a match as many had predicted. While France did their best to set an attacking tempo, their forwards were stifled by a superb Italian defence. Not many chances, and in the end, it was those spot kicks again.
Boy done good: Zinedine Zidane. Obvious. The skills of this French midfielder were unparallelled elsewhere on the pitch. He was at the heart of everything positive in the match.
Two left feet: Youri Djorkaeff. Supposed to be Zidane’s partner in twinkle-toed crime, but too often the Inter Milan man would want to take on one man too many, instead of playing in a team-mate.
Magic moment: 105 minutes gone, and a long pass from Luigi di Biagio sets Roberto Baggio free and into the box. The ball comes over his shoulder, but without looking up, Baggio volleys theball sharply and only inches wide of Barthez’s far post. It would have surprised no-one if it had been the winner.Mr Sitter: Djorkaeff it was, in the 46th minute, who worked a one-two with Deschamps, but upon finding himself free in the box, he scuffed his shot and pulled it wide.
Shiver the timbers: Luigi Di Biagio’s penalty crashed against the bar, sending Italy tumbling out of the World Cup with it.
Cheered: France. For a change, their steadfastly stick-in-the-mud supporters got behind the team.
Jeered: No-one, but Italian fans must have been disappointed with the performance of Alessandro del Piero. He did very little while he was on the pitch and was substituted in the second half.
Turning point: Di Biagio’s missed penalty. It was as close as that.
Ref-er-ee!: Hugh Dallas is Britain’s last representative in the World Cup, and he didn’t do at all badly.
Terrace talk: France: "Let’s go f****ng mental, let’s go f****ng mental, la la la la." Italy: "I guess it’s eggs at the airport for usagain."


