The third of a minimum of five minutes’ added time had begun when Lamine Yamal advanced deep into Inter territory, his Barcelona side with the scent of a Champions League final in its nostrils. There appeared to be three options for the 17-year-old. Head towards the corner flag and run down the clock, try to draw a foul from the defenders who were looking to engage with him, or go for goal. Only for Yamal, actually, there was really only one option and a strike hit with typical audacity