Another match, another scalp, another historic night. This has very much been the story of Icelandic football over the past two years, with this pattern seemingly showing no signs of abating.
Not so long ago, tournament football was accepted amongst Icelandic fans as an impossibility. This was almost broken when the team reached the European playoffs for a spot in the 2014 FIFA World Cup, only to be knocked out over two legs by overpowering Croatian quantity.
It seemed after this that the dream would never be fulfilled. However, the events following the 2014 World Cup for this group of players was quite extraordinary.
Despite having broken new ground with their play off place, Iceland refused to see this as their bow, and these incredibly resilient and determined players recognised that with the European championships extended to 24 teams, this could be their chance.
The displays in the qualifying campaign were nothing short of astonishing. An early 3-0 win over Turkey in Reykjavik came as a result of a fantastic team performance, with a double over a surprisingly bad Holland side going down as the two greatest nights in Icelandic footballing folklore.
In fact, the team was so good, they would've made the tournament with or without the team expansion. Either way, the dream of the nation, and one man in particular, came true.
That man was Iceland's greatest footballing son, one Eidur Gudjohnsen. Despite an illustrious career with the likes of Chelsea and Barcelona, a major tournament had been the one thing that had eluded him, as so often happens to players with the reputation of 'big fish in a small pond' in regards to their national team.
His generation wasn't completely bereft of quality, with players such as Hermann Hraidarsson and Heidar Helguson being of a decent footballing standard, although quality wasn't spread widely enough across the team in order to truly achieve something.
Therefore his decision to retire from Iceland in 2013, as well as his decision to reverse that last year with his dream in sight, were both fully understandable.Regardless of whatever was going to happen at this tournament, the fact thatIceland had even got there meant that this was always going to be a special moment for them.
A special moment soon became a legendary one as Bjarnason's fierce volley gave them a point against Portugal. Another satisfactory draw to Hungary followed before Traustason's 94th minute winner put them not only through to the knockout stages, but above Portugal.
The fans have been spectacular and even the sheer passion in the Icelandic commentary of Traustason's goal makes Martin Tyler's famous 'Agueroooooo!' call look like a child's reaction to a throw in.
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Monday night's victory over England was the biggest achievement of the lot. Organised, well drilled, and demonstrating shades of RoryDelap with Gunnarsson's long throw ins, Iceland taught England a footballing lesson.
No David vs Goliath seen here, not even a match reminiscent of Chelsea vs Barcelona; there was no parking the bus or playing negative football, with the chances created on the counter probably being about as clear cut as any chances England had over the entire 90 minutes.
Crucially for Iceland, their key players performed. Sigurdsson, the star, and Sigthorsson the goalscorer have both demonstrated their talents, with Halldorsson, Gunnarsson and Bjarnason not far behind. The only thing missing is a performance from Finnbogason and a fairytale goal from the man Gudjohnsen himself, but perhaps those moments are being saved for later in the tournament.
This is a team which knows no boundaries, having never tasted failure and having claimed some incredible scalps, the sky is the limit. Next up is an under-performing France team, who may be on a different level to England, but who would bet against Iceland now?
As for the 330,000 strong Icelandic population, we could be seeing the entirety of them in France soon if their beloved team gets much further, adorned with the requisiteViking head-wear, Thor's hammer in one hand, and a chunk of Hakarl in the other.
With a population the size of Leicester, the Leicester torch has been passed on to them in this tournament, and who knows, a similarly spectacular ending to a fairy-tale year could be just around the corner.