Here’s our snap match report.

Jas Singh: “We have to be proud, that was the scrappiest goal that’s ever been scored. They didn’t fancy it as long as the game went on, and had to bring on the big boys.”

The Tamworth players are taking their deserved plaudits. They’ve been the heroes.

114 min: Kari Tulinius joins us: “I’m sure the focus will be on Spurs being below par, but Tamworth’s players have perfomed excellently. I’d say that by the end of regulation, they looked likelier to score.”

Agreed. Haydn Hollis, who has been excellent, is being mocked by the Spurs fans. Great banter. You know the type. They get off the train, and sing “Tamworth’s a ****hole, I wanna go home.” That’s Tamworth, reasonably well-appointed market town.

King Offa liked it: The King of Mercia built a palace in Tamworth that was considered a “wonder of the age”. He also fortified the town with a wall and ditch.

112 min: Ange will be relieved. It did feel like a job on the line moment. He must now hope for a good draw. The game, since you didn’t ask, is tired Tamworth legs chasing down Tottenham. What we expected but took such a long time to happen.

110 min: This game is killed as contest now, when Tamworth could be celebrating the extra pay day, and getting the use of the cushioned head rests of the Tottenham Stadium dressing room. Tamworth have been magnificent, whereas the goons who run the game continue to make decisions that look after the gilded elite while passing none of the loot down the trapdoors.

108 min: Jeremy Boyce gets in touch: “I’m with Aaron Bowater there, scrapping replays was ridiculous, given that the big clubs have enough tools at their disposal to fight on many fronts. Maybe it’s to help smooth the path and clear some ££££ fixture congestion ready for the “joy” of the much-loved ESL ? The magic of the Cup, eh?”

That added Champions League schedule killed the magic of the Cup…sigh.

106 min: We are back on, and Tamworth look tired.

104 min: Spurs are in damage limitation mode here. This has been horrible for them, even though they will escape into the fourth round in all likelihood. Tamworth fancy a penalty as Djed Spence crashes into Wreh, It wasn’t much of a foul.

101 min: To say that goal was scrappy would the understatement of the decade. Porro did well. The rest was crap 90s football in essence. A real passion killer.

99 min: Bergvall seems to collide with Nathan Muya Tshikuna, then Son is fouled. Tamworth fans plead refereeing conspiracy.

97 min: Richard Hirst rewinds to the days of America’s blonde bombshell Peter Mellor: “The ending of replays has had one small positive outcome. Fulham may not have much in the trophy cabinet but we will forever be the answer to the quiz question ‘which team took the most games to reach the FA Cup Final?’.”

96 min: Stephen Grundy is here all week: “I was just walking past the Lamb Ground and simply couldn’t believe my luck. A disgruntled Spurs fan had actually nailed his season ticket to a tree! I obviously grabbed it and stuffed it in my pocket. You can never have enough nails... can ya?”

95 min: Son’s corner whips past everyone. Tamworth under the gun for the first time. That 90 minutes didn’t feature much concerted pressure.

94 min: Spurs stepping it up with all those superstars now frontloaded into the team.

A voice from the crowd is heard. “Solanke, why are you so wanky?” Terrace wit endures at the Lamb.

92 min: AD gets in touch. “Ange isn’t good enough. Found out time and again. Whatever the final score, this has been appalling from the Tottenham. Almost Sherwood level bad.”

Sherwood level? Ouch? (I actually enjoyed Tim at Tottenham. Fun times.)

Tom on Chris Wreh senior: “Christopher Wreh was an odd one. Most of the time he looked like he’d struggle to get into the Tamworth side (especially this one) but for a six week period in the spring of 1998 he filled in for Dennis Bergkamp and we barely noticed, helping us get over the line in both league and cup. Hoping his son enhances the Wreh legend today.”

I am corrected by the Guardian’s night editor, Richard Preston:

“Get with the times John - they’ve been Bromsgrove Sporting since the phoenix rose from the ashes in 2009!”

Aaron Bowater makes a most salient point: “As an Addick who suffered through being taken to a replay by the Cray Valley Papermills last year (and well played to them- it got decidedly hairy at points), when is somebody at the FA going to be held responsible for the vandalism of getting shot of replays? Tamworth have more than earned their night in North London.”

90+6 min: Wreh wins a foul. The ball will be launched. Solanke slips and the chance opens up, and McGlinchey has a shot. From the corner, the chance falls to Tamworth. A simple volley into the hands of Kinsky. Oh no! That was the one. And that’s the end of the 90.

90+4 min: Extra time seems nailed on. Spurs don’t look interested enough.

90+3 min: The Tamworth fans sing: “no-one likes us.” Is this so? Hated by Telford, Kidderminster, Worcester City, Bromsgrove Rovers?

90+1 min: Who wants this more? Guts or glory? A miracle or shame?

90 min: Spurs appear incapable of putting an attack together. Werner is hesitant, and Wreh concedes a foul when Tamworth might have had an attack.

Six minutes have been added on.

88 min: Ange looks disgruntled, to say the least. His team have been poor.

86 min: Wreh makes an instant impact, and sends Williams away. Tamworth want this done in the 90.

84 min: Tamworth’s assistant boss is booked for dissent. This is getting heated. Off goes Tonks, and on comes Wreh, son of Christopher Wreh, Gunners legend.

81 min: Williams makes an early dart, but Bissouma squeezes him down. Dragusin pulls down Creaney, and Tonks is booked for asking for a booking. It would have been the Romanian’s second.

80 min: Tamworth now withdrawn into the traditional lines of Torres Vedras to try and reach extra time. Enoru is off, and on comes Williams for Tottenham.

79 min: Porro’s shot deflects back out, though finds no takers.

78 min: Tottenham push on, and in numbers. They don’t want extra time, with a midweek game coming up.

76 min: Porro booked for crashing into Enoru. Fair cop, too.

75 min: Ange is in the muttering to himself stage, especially as the ball bounces off Tonks and almost deflects in. Everyone living on their nerves right now.

73 min: Tottenham have made heavy weather of this. Munashe Sundire replacing Callum Cockerill-Mollett is Tamworth’s change so far.

71 min: The misses are beginning to stack up. Reguillon, across to Johnson, and he can’t get around it.

70 min: Kieren McKintosh gets in touch: “Wondering if, in a hospital in North London somewhere, Van de Ven is watching this on TV and shaking his head ruefully at how holey Tottenhams defence are being right now.

“Mind you, at least he’ll have a squad of his own with the injuries spurs have. They could ask for a replay, but Tamworth v Tottenham Injured doesn’t have the same ring to it.”

68 min: Ange rolls the dice: Solanke and Bergvall on, and off go Moore and Sarr.

67 min: Oh, what a chance for Tamworth! The corner comes in and Cullinane-Liburd heads down, and just wide. Did it come off Bissouma? It goes just wide.

66 min: Jeremy Boyce has invoked the ArchDrude: “Just walked back in from a nice weekend in the hills (south of France) and joined your MBM. Is the “Mayor” present? Of course I’m talking about pop-punk psychedelic genius Julian Cope of course, the unofficial/self appointed “Mayor of Tamworth”. I’m sure the ground is already bouncing, maybe some of this will help get their team over the line....”

Mrs Cope, she once told me on Twitter, is a Spurs fan, so who knows?

65 min: Timo Werner – set clear by Johnson – surely must score. But then again, he is Timo Werner and Jas Singh makes a fine sliding save, a painful one on 3g.

64 min: Tonks on the charge, but held off by Bissouma.

62 min: Ange looks nervous, and well he might. Him and his 14 extra staff members, all sat in a row, could be on the end of a Cup classic here. They’ve offered little beyond Mikey Moore, who’s started to be an influence.

60 min: Yellows for both Dragusin and Creaney for extended shoving. Kinsky eventually clears the ball.

59 min: A Tonks special causes all kinds of ructions in the Spurs box. The ball won’t quite drop for anything better than a half-chance. Dragusin meanwhile is down.

58 min: Paul Moody gets in touch: “Remembering the Hereford, Radford goal in the mud, and MUFC defeats in cup finals. Innocent times. Now in n.e. Brasil, 32 degrees. Warm. Hot.”

57 min: Tamworth attack. They are not just yet sitting back and hoping for penalties. This is a well-coached unit.

55 min: Tottenham have their best chance yet. Moore header is goalward but knocked off the line. It was Hollis again. What a game he’s having.

54 min: Olé! Hollis just pulled off a piece of Zidane-style skill in coming out of defence and shaking off two attackers. Like Laurent Blanc with a suedehead.

52 min: Porro goes down from a Creaney tackle. Was the Tamworth attacker anywhere near him?

50 min: Archie Gray sidles up from defence. Tamworth aren’t engaging much of a high press. More a high regress, sat back, asking Tottenham to supply some magic. And it’s not happening at all just yet.

48 min: Jas Singh, who became a father last night, has hurt himself making a save from Maddison. He takes a while to recover but looks OK to continue.

47 min: Ian Copestake: “If it keeps doing this well against Spurs and shows Liverpool how to do it this performance might go down in history as a Tamworth manifesto.”

John Wright: ”Artificial slope with real snow. Must be the slope that’s artificial, done with mirrors?”

Rob Farley: “As an Arsenal fan I’d love to see Chris Wreh come on and score the winner over Tottenham, after his dad got us to the FA Cup legend back in 1998.”

Padraig: “Tamworth have a zipper salesman in their line-up. Let’s hope Spurs don’t get caught with their flies open.”

Nigel: “Your “slaughtered by the lambs” comment reminds me of “Sheep” from Pink Floyd’s Animals. Poor Angie.”

Richard Hirst: “It should be no surprise that Tamworth are doing well; their name is clearly the product of running together and shortening the names of famously feisty US senator Tammy Duckworth. Maybe once they’ve seen off Spurs they should sort out Donald Trump?”

46 min: No changes. Just like Wembley, the corporates are slow to return to their seats.

Back out at the Lamb. Does it lie down on Broadway?

45 min: Just a minute added. It’s been real, and too real for Tottenham. Porro forces a corner. He takes it himself but as soon as it’s cleared the half-time whistle sounds.

43 min: Ben Crompton has done well as full-back. Tamworth, as a unit, have been excellent. If they can their one chance, then who knows?

41 min: Porro concedes a throw. And we now know what that means. Hollis at the back post is the target and might have done better. Spurs look panicked by this not-so secret weapon.

39 min: Dragusin and Kinsky get in a mess, and the goalie has to hack clear. He’s had a couple of shaky moments, mostly not of his own doing.

37 min: Tamworth have been robust and organised. A few reducers going in, and with no VAR, it’s a gamble worth taking. Tottenham have played far worse than they did against Liverpool in midweek.

35 min: Tamworth corner. Pushing and shoving in the Spurs box. Kinsky looks safe as he collects the ball.

33 min: Maddison takes a cruncher from McGlinchey but Spurs keep the ball. Johnson sets Porro on the overlap but the ball zips off out, and possibly near the ley lines for which Tamworth is known.

32 min: Nice skill from Maddison, cutting beyond Milnes and Singh makes a decent save. Sarr then forces another corner.

30 min: Now it’s Tottenham’s turn for a set piece. Maddison’s kick can’t beat the first man. The ball comes out to Werner. Shot blocked, and Porro gets snuffed, too. It’s not happening for Ange’s men; they have been slow.

28 min: Here comes one of those Tonks. This time, it’s knocked away. Enoru’s back on but looking discomforted. A shame.

26 min: Enoru, who produced that attack in the first minute, pulls up, having stood on the ball. A hamstring twang? Could well be. Or just a jar.

24 min: Edan Tal: “Is Tamworth’s Tonks one of football’s few onomatopoeic footballers? Don’t think Gary Speed was fast enough to count.”

Tottenham being thoroughly jeered. It’s all good fun.

22 min: Eric Dunn gets in touch: “As you can see from the drone photo of The Lamb accompanying your MBM report, Tamworth have an indoor training facility adjacent to the ground called SnowWorld (artificial ski slope with “real” snow). Surely there’s got to be some humour to be extracted from that. Can’t think of anything myself atm, but then again, I’m only just risen from the scratcher, and yet to partake of any liquid refreshment. Enjoy the match ... it’s games like this that make the whole FA Cup circus so worthwhile.”

Tottenham continue to pass the ball around to the accompaniment of boos.

21 min: Paul Roche also get in touch: “Hi John. Timo Werner education us today. Never knew that. I wonder is that the same in Spain. Perhaps they should introduce that in England. Would have given Accrington the chance to host liverpool, Morecombe Chelsea and Manchester United - Arsenal.”

Timo himself shows a lovely piece of control but fails to find Maddison.

20 min: Gill Kirkby gets in touch: “I was at Anfield yesterday (with no signal, no 3G pitch you see) and the Stanley fans were singing a tribute to Fields of Anfield Road, “Fields of Accrington”. Really hope the Tamworth faithful have rewritten some Spurs anthems, perhaps with reference to the legendary Tamworth two?”

Per wiki: “The Tamworth Two were a pair of pigs that escaped while being unloaded from a lorry at an abattoir in the English town of Malmesbury, Wiltshire in January 1998. The pigs (later named Butch and Sundance after Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid) were on the run for more than a week, and the search for them caused a huge media sensation, as well as immense public interest, both in Britain and abroad.”

19 min: Kinsky does ever so well in claiming the catch from the throw. He looks the part: so far.

18 min: Oof, shot from McGlinchey, and the ball comes off Archie Gray and behind. A corner, rather than a throw.

16 min: Jeers as Maddison makes time and space to shoot and can only thwack it wide.

14 min: Ever-vigilant Liverpool fans would like me to point out that their team was beaten in the Carabao Cup and it was only the first leg. So there.

13 min: Well, that Tonks throw is some weapon. Kinsky is left exposed as it missiles into the box and the ball comes loose, and bounces off the post and out. To Tottenham relief.

11 min: Kieren gets in touch: “Today has a distinct “anything could happen” magic to it, and not just because Spurs won their last match. Nearly dropped my phone at the tip yesterday when Plymouth won. They say lightning doesn’t strike twice, but after Tamworth went straight down and forced Kinsky to save, you never know...

“In other news, on Boxing Day I mentioned in the Newcastle v Ipswich ‘clocko’ a girl in my lectures I hoped to ask out. Well, from the looks of things she’s just broken up with her boyfriend. Like I said, anything can happen...”

10 min: Some high-grade booing from the Tamworth locals. Not had a “you what, you what, you what” yet.

Answer: “you heard, you heard you heard, you heard.”

See also the “woaaaaah” roar for Kinsky’s kicking.

8 min: Spurs dominating possession, going down the slope. Maddison gets turn to spin and shoot.

7 min: Maddison sends Sarr away. Werner and Moore find Brennan Johnson, and it’s a poor effort. A 3g bobble?

5 min: Spurs settle into possession, using the 3g, which looks a tad patchy. Isn’t that when your phone goes to “E” and you know you’re getting nowt.

3 min: Corner forced after Porro finds Reguillon. Maddison takes, and Jas Sing the goalie makes a fine save, and that’s followed by a quick break. The result is a throw and Tom Tonks will launch this one. It’s cleared.

Ange is giving it back to the hoons, and laughing away. In the goal net, the Tamworth goalie and their tallest defender are glueing back on the net. Oh, this is glorious stuff. All we need is Jimmy Hill to come on and run the line.

The teams take to the field. It looks brass monkeys in Tamworth. James Maddison is carrying out the team talk in the Tottenham huddle.

It’s cramped in the tunnel, and Ange Postecoglou looks determined. The 3g pitch beckons.

Bob Andrews, the Tamworth chairman, has spoken to the BBC: “It is the biggest day in the club’s history. We thought Wembley was good in the FA Vase but this tops it. To have a Premier League club of this stature at Tamworth is fantastic. It is just nice to get all the crowd here. I wish we could get more in but we are full to capacity.

“The money from this game is going to help us develop the ground itself. We need better dressing rooms, we need a stand down the bottom end - we need various things. It’s tidy but it needs upgrading.”

So, how were the changing rooms? Timo Werner seems chipper enough as he states that in Germany, the smaller team always hosts the cup tie.

Reguilon, Sarr, Maddison, Johnson, Werner, Moore in, Djed Spence, Son, Solanke, Kulusevski and Bergval out, with Bentancur on the sidelines, too. Kinsky continues in goal.

Here’s Ben Fisher’s excellent story on Tamworth FC.

Nickname: The lambs.

To the slaughter? Let’s see.