In time it may well be that nights like this one at St James’ Park come to feel like the norm. But we are not there yet. Newcastle remain very much in the foothills of what they hope will be a journey to the top of Europe’s football mountain.
So this did not feel like the norm. Not at all. This fast and furious dismantling of PSG felt utterly fantastical and magical and wonderful. It felt like a special night and that’s because it was.
This was a night to keep your ticket, buy a match programme and maybe take a photo of the scoreboard on the way out.