Bayern Munich v Chelsea, Champions League final: live 19.43 Frank Lampard shakes hands with Philipp Lahm. There is a coin toss. The result is inconclusive. 19.42 Oh look, the teams are out on the pitch. I don't care how often you see it, but the idea of 22 professional footballers each walking out onto the park with a small child on their arm will never stop being weird. 19.41 "Bayern are going to have to go hell for leather tonight," Jeff Stelling says, at which point a little bell goes off in his head alerting him to an opportunity for a pun. "Hell for lederhosen," he repeats with relish. 19.39 There's Roman Abramovich in the stands, flecks of grey in his beard. That's what eight months of trying to communicate with Luiz Felipe Scolari will do to you. Count the missed penalties. Honestly, count them. You won't believe professional footballers could miss this many penalties. 19.32 Some breaking news on the wires: Fabio Capello has ruled himself out of the Chelsea job. "I will not go to Chelsea," AP has quoted him as saying. In other breaking news, Jonathan Liew rules himself out the Chelsea job. "I will not go to Chelsea," Liew is quoted as saying, whilst munching on a forkful of pasta. 19.28 "Dear Jonathan," asks Peter Rowntree. I wonder who the Greeks will be cheering for tonight? Bayern, you assume. If they are even watching it, at least. If the world is a street, Greece are currently the ones sneaking up Turkey's front path trying to steal a glance at the football through the window. Roy Keane, one of ITV's pundits tonight, missed the 1999 Champions League final through suspension, and is asked what the likes of Ivanovic and Ramires will be going through. They'll have had two or three weeks to think about it. But tonight it'll really hit them. He's then asked what suspended players do on the night of the final. "You step back and let the manager get on with the job," he says, in a veiled dig of John Terry, who's spent most of the last week shopping for his half-time suit. 19.16 Ryan Bertrand is, by the way, the first ever player to make his Champions League debut in a final. The hashtag #prayforryan has been trending on Twitter for the last couple of hours. 19.04 Things to love about German football, No.44 in a series: lookalikes. 19.00 The Champions League trophy is on display at the side of the pitch. Uefa have put it on a clear perspex pedestal, so if you don't look too closely it looks like it's FLOATING. Ahhhhh prostrate thyselves before the magic trophy. Uefa demands it! 18.50 It's a big night for Tottenham fans too. It's a bit of a stretch to describe their hatred for Chelsea as equivalent to their hatred of Arsenal, but over the last decade the gap has definitely closed. It all began with Chelsea poaching Frank Arnesen, which preciptated three or four seasons during which Chelsea consistenly outbid Tottenham for every single player they were trying to sign. Anyway, if Chelsea ending up taking their place in next season's Champions League, I think we might have an equilateral triangle of mutual opprobrium on our hands. Here's Benoit Assou-Ekotto's take: Chelsea (4-4-1-1): Cech; Bosingwa, Luiz, Cahill, Cole; Kalou, Mikel, Lampard, Bertrand; Mata; Drogba. Subs: Turnbull, Ferreira, Essien, Romeu, Malouda, Sturridge, Torres. Bayern Munich (4-2-3-1): Neuer; Lahm, Tymoshchuk, Boateng, Contento; Schweinsteiger, Kroos; Robben, Muller, Ribery; Gomez. Subs: Butt, Van Buyten, Rafinha, Petersen, Usami, Pranjic, Olic. Referee: Pedro Proenca (Solihull) 18.35 John Terry has, in fact, been in pretty good spirits. Here he is below sharing a joke with Arjen Robben, while earlier he was involved in an animated discussion with Fabio Capello. Terry: Fab, I need a favour from you. Capello: A favour? But John, I gave up my job for you. What more can you ask of me? Terry: You've still got all the WAGs' phone numbers, right? This has often been billed as a victory for expansive, attacking football over negative, defensive catenaccio. Which is true to some extent, but Inter's defeat was not due to a lack of attacking resources. If you have the likes of Sandro Mazzola and Mario Corso in your team, setting out your stall and playing for a 1-0 isn't the best way of using them. Yet this is exactly what Inter did. They scored early - too early really - then tried to sit back for 84 minutes. Stevie Chalmers scored the winning goal four minutes from time, and must surely have thought that it would forever be the greatest contribution in a European Cup final by a player named Stevie. He was wrong. 18.15 Sky begin with shots of the Chelsea bus being driven through the streets of Munich, followed by a second bus, presumably containing Roman Abramovich's luggage. The bus pulls up at the Allianz Arena, where the driver John Terry gets out and leads the Chelsea team into the stadium, where they are greeted by Uefa ambassador John Terry and stadium manager John Terry. The team make their way to their dressing room, where they find hanging on the wall 18 shirts, all embazoned with the name TERRY on them... Terry wakes up with a jolt. The bus has arrived at the stadium. With a sad, glazed-over look in his eyes, he rouses himself and gathers up his man-bag. 18.05 And what of John Terry? He's vowed to play some part tonight, despite not being able to play any football. Will he be on the Chelsea bench? Will he lead Chelsea up the steps to collect their losers' medals? Will he referee the game? The big question tonight, then, is this: WHERE IS JOHN TERRY? If you've got a healthy imagination and are handy with Photoshop, you can play this game too. 17.55 Just under two hours to go now until kick-off. We're also five minutes from the start of Sky Sports's live coverage. ITV will trail in an hour later, just as soon as they've got the ITN news and weather, and then something called Keith Lemon's LemonAid, out of the way. Who's going to win the battle of the broadcasters? Gary Neville or Ron Atkinson? Roy Keane or Graeme Souness? Clive Tyldesley or Martin Tyler? All right, I was having you on about Ron Atkinson. But imagine! Big Ron: "It's great to back in the commentary box tonight, Clive. And a huge night for Ryan Bertrand, who's done fantastically well, considering he's a... Tyldesley: "Fraid I'm going to have to cut you off there, Ron!" Bela Guttmann's finest hour. And, possibly, the apogee of Portuguese football. This was a similar Real Madrid side to that of two years earlier, but a good deal had changed in the intervening period around 400 miles to the west. Under Guttmann, Benfica had assembled an exciting, talented, home-grown side, playing an exciting, fluid system that mirrored the great Brazilian teams of the era. Oh, and they also had a kid called Eusebio, who was playing in his first European Cup final. Benfica were defending champions, having beaten Barcelona the previous night, yet Real raced into a 2-0 lead through a Puskas double. Benfica dragged the match back, but Real still led 3-2 at half-time, whereupon Guttmann pulled off a tactical masterstroke. He assigned Domiciano Cavem to do a man-marking job, not on Puskas who had scored all three goals, but Di Stefano. The plan worked. Benfica wrapped up the game in a dazzling 17-minute spell early in the second half and looked set to establish a new era of Portuguese dominance. Instead, Guttmann walked out at the end of the season due to a financial dispute, and Benfica haven't won the competition since. 17.35 Here's your Twitter round-up, while I go and prepare the next instalment of Classic European Cup Finals (That Are Available on YouTube).