Wales came from behind against Belgium to secure on of the most famous wins in their history and book their place in the Euro 2016 semi-finals.
The Red Devils went ahead after 13 minutes thanks to a Radja Nainggolan goal, but Welsh skipper Ashley Williams levelled after half an hour when he headed a corner home.
Hal Robson-Kanu put Chris Coleman’s men ahead ten minutes after the half-time break, turning superbly in the box and firing past Courtois.
And their semi-final place was confirmed when Sam Vokes headed a late third to spark wild celebrations.
The spirit of Johan Cruyff lives on. Of all the players that would embody it at this European Championship, however, few were expecting Hal Robson-Kanu.
The Wales striker doesn’t even have a club right now. Released by Reading, no takers so far. There will be after this. The greatest goal in Welsh history – in both senses of the word? Probably. Robson-Kanu put Wales into the semi-final of their first tournament since 1958, so no goal has been more significant.
And the quality – well it’s up there, too, a Cruyff turn in the penalty area of such perfect execution that Thomas Meunier needed his passport to get back in the country. It is a short trip to the Belgium border and Meunier and several team-mates were well on the way before they realised Robson-Kanu had changed direction.
Belgium were on top of the time, and had probably grown complacent. Aaron Ramsey was allowed to carry the ball upfield untroubled, find Robson-Kanu in a tight space. First he battled to keep Meunier off, then he twisted and pulled the ball inside as the Dutch master would.
And in one leap, he was free. Alone. Only Thibaut Courtois to beat. Don’t let anyone tell you that, by then, Robson-Kanu had done the hard part. It would have been so easy to miss from there. So easy to panic and rush the shot, or hit it straight at Courtois.
Robson-Kanu placed it, beautifully, and with the same effect as Iceland’s second goal in Nice. Belgium, from there, looked done. Scared. Jittery.
They knew this was their match – their tournament maybe – to win. This is their golden generation.
It’s funny how nobody ever says that of Wales. Maybe that is the secret. Maybe that is what is pushing this team to greater and greater heights.
Certainly, the denouement was unimagined. A Belgium fightback? A Welsh Alamo? Hardly. With four minutes to go, Chris Gunter crossed from the right and Sam Vokes met his head in a way a succession of Belgian giants – Romelu Lukaku, Marouane Felaini – could not.
Courtois was beaten and so were the tournament’s dark horses. Beaten by the darkest horses of all. The one man team that is, in reality, about anything but one man.
It will have come as some surprise to those who blame English lethargy at tournaments on the absence of a winter break to see this, arguably the most exhilarating opening 45 minutes of tournament football so far.
Of the 22 players that started, 15 are based in England, yet there was little sign of tiredness on either side, as both went at it hammer and tongs.
Belgium were outstanding from the off and deservedly went ahead, but Wales responded magnificently, got a goal back, forged more chances, particularly from set pieces and went in at half-time deservedly level.
Indeed, far from sitting back and soaking up pressure as many expected, they were as comfortable having the ball as chasing it. When the possession statistics flashed up on the board after 37 minutes, Wales had 55 per cent.
As with Iceland, it is patronising to suggest they are a team without attacking ambition.