Technically gifted, Croatia took most of the initiative in this match while Turkey contented itself to employ a deliberately cautious approach. Overcoming the occasional comical momentary lapse on defense, Turkey was able to thwart any Croatian creativity.

By the time the 75th minute arrived, the game had settled into a battle of will and attrition. Once again as they often do, the Turks shifted tactics as needed. At this pace, they may even go retro and play a 1-1-8. Indeed, they came in a highly versatile side and versatile they remained. With each passing missed opportunity Turkey’s resolve grew.

Extra time beckoned. At the 118-minute mark, it all seemed anti-climatic as shoot out loomed. Then, with about one minute to play, Croatia struck. They were ahead 1-0. And any thoughts of Turkey being this tournament’s Cinderella were dashed in an instance.

With seconds to go (figuratively) to midnight, Turkey pushed with all its might and simply kicked the ball forward. They were magically level 1-1.

Heading into the shoot out the mental state of each side could not have been any different. Clearly rattled, the Croatians failed to convert on three spot kicks. The Turks, smelling blood, expertly smashed their balls into the net.

It was over. The scoreline said 2-1 but something much more was achieved as Turkey reached the semi-finals for the first time. Just six years ago they accomplished a similar feat at the World Cup in 2002.

They've each earned their cup of exquisite Turkish coffee.

Turkey took the script and this time they ripped it up.

They now go on to meet Germany in the semi-finals. While Turkey limps and still has to contend with suspensions, the Germans lie in wait like lions following their masterful dissecting of Portugal.

Once again, the script says the Turks are without hope. Wait. They just tore it up.