AFC Wimbledon's forward line is an almost offensively productive entity, pouring attacks down the throat of a FC United defence that looks as structurally sound as a damp tissue, and yet here we are, watching Keith Davis attempt to sweep up the wreckage like a melancholy janitor at the end of a very long shift. Guillaume Hebert will be kept busy at the other end too, because FC United's midfield — with Finn McMillan toiling away in the engine room — will carve out enough chances to make this genuinely unpleasant for everyone involved. A 3-2 win for Wimbledon, because existence continues regardless, and someone has to score these dreary goals.

Wimbledon's forward line is an absolute wrecking crew tonight — Ben Butcher and that attack are going to tear through FC United's defence like it's made of paper. FC United's midfield might have Finn McMillan pulling strings, but with Wimbledon generating nearly twice the attacking threat, he's going to be fighting fires all night. Guillaume Hebert holds the fort at the back while the Dons' forwards do the damage — this is Wimbledon's fortress and FC United are walking into a storm.