The game has not started yet, and Chelsea soldiers are doing their own things in the locker room to relax their mood at this moment. Kalu and Drogba are communicating, Uri is happy in his hometown language, Lampard and Terry are discussing something seriously, Essin is wearing his latest headphones, intoxicated in the ocean of music, and Qin Tian and Ozil are playing the live scene in the corner.

However, Qin Tian was in a bad state today. He could have beaten Ozil, but unexpectedly fought with a fair amount, which made Ozil's excitement suddenly come. Just when he was still unsatisfied and wanted to have another game, the assistant coach had already opened his loud voice, "Okay, everyone. Be prepared to go on the court, see if the sneakers, jerseys and so on are OK."

Qin Tian threw down the handle and stood up, "Okay, don't play anymore, prepare to play." This made Ozil a little strange. In the past, Qin was not so easy to talk about after being abused. What happened today? "Qin, you lost several sets today. Why, don't you have anything to say?"

"Okay, I'm ready to play, what else are you talking about?"

"Qin, aren't you nervous?"

"Nervous? Me? How is that possible? I am just suppressing my excitement. There is a saying that "game frustration and the court is proud." I was abused by you just now. I will find it back on the court later, haha."

"*&￥*", Ozil looked at Qin Tian's figure as he was leaving, not knowing what he muttered.

At this moment, on the big screen set up by Wembley Stadium dozens of meters away, some exciting highlights of the two teams this season are being played back. Although Portsmouth has been relegated, picking some exciting shots from dozens of games can't stop the staff.

The official Chelsea star Qin Tian played several wonderful passes and goals, each of which was just right, made you scream at the Chelsea fans on the scene. Looking at the packed Wembley Stadium, the FA, who were originally worried that the poor attendance rate of the two sides would be disappointed in this game because the difference in strength between the two sides was too big.

Listening to England's discussion of this game everywhere, no matter which football program it was, the FA men were completely relieved. In their opinion, the Red and Blue Battle, or the London Derby were attractive, but now it has become a starting and end battle, which seems to be a good gimmick.

After the introduction and after the FA Cup process, the directors on the scene also focused on introducing the fun of the two teams. In his description, Portsmouth seemed to have become a phoenix reborn in the predicament, very inspiring and enterprising. People always sympathize with the weak, and those unscrupulous journalists want some explosive unpopularity, so I believe that except for Chelsea fans, almost everyone is on Portsmouth's side.

"Of course, we also need to pay attention to the performance of Chelsea team Qin Tian in this game. As we all know, since the injury, Qin has been on the bench in several games, and this game is the starting lineup. This is the first time we have seen Qin appear on the starting lineup in a few months. This is a time worth looking forward to for fans who love him. Let's see the time, okay, everything is ready, and the following is waiting for the protagonist to appear..."

Dimateo stood in front of everyone at this time and swept through everyone's faces one by one. For this game, Dimateo felt that he was really well prepared. In yesterday's training, each position was trained in a targeted manner, and even compared the players in selective positions, especially the team's left position.

The Russian, Jirkov, introduced this season, has frequent injuries and seems to have lost his spirituality of Ronaldo in Eastern Europe. After it was once so exciting, it was disappointing like some of his predecessors. The overall feeling is that he is not good at playing. Moreover, Jirkov's characteristic is that he is strong in offense and weak in defense, but his offense is not sharp enough. Once he cannot suppress his opponent, he will be suppressed by the opponent, which often becomes a loophole for the team.

In comparison, Maluda's physical fitness, impact and skills are relatively good. However, this French young man is sometimes prone to impulsiveness. It is terrible to play smoothly, and it is terrible to play hard. If he can mature, Di Matteo feels that one of his main players is indispensable.

If you compare the two hatchbacks, Dimatio thinks it is better to play against Jirkov first in today's game. After all, Portsmouth is not afraid of wearing shoes on the opposite side. If you tease it a little, I believe that this young boy, Maluda, will take the bait immediately.

Rounding sounds kept floating into the locker room. The hot atmosphere of the entire stadium had infected everyone. The players had not yet appeared, but the fans of both sides had entered the game. Singing was not just the characteristics of the ZG people, but both sides were working hard, hoping that their voices could suppress the other party. For the fans, their battlefield was not a green field, but in the stands.

"Okay", Dimateo's voice pulled back the thoughts of all the players in the locker room at this moment. The tactics have been said several times. I guess everyone will be impatient if they say it. Besides, no matter how well they arranged before the game, it will ultimately depend on everyone's performance on the court.

Everyone looked at the head coach in front of him. Di Matteo, who has always liked to nag before important games, was unexpectedly silent today. Could it be that this fearless "bald coach" would be nervous? With Di Matteo's outstanding record, Chelsea fans intimately called him "bald coach".

In fact, Di Matteo has not yet figured out what to say. This FA Cup final is indeed the first final test that Di Matteo faced since he became the head coach. After all, the team has laid a good foundation, and Di Matteo cannot understand much. But this game is a real game to determine the winner and lose. So sometimes not only the players are nervous, but the head coach may also be nervous.

"Finally, this game..." Di Matteo thought about it and still spoke, but when he saw him, the players in front of him looked at him with a gaze and couldn't help laughing. When he smiled, everyone laughed, "Ahem, okay, have you laughed enough?"

"Okay, gentlemen. I admit that I'm nervous at this moment," Di Matteo shrugged a little bit. "Today is a special day, and it's an important moment for me, a new coach. As the head coach, this is the first time I have led the team to such an important final. But as a player, I was very glorious."

"Don't look at me with this look. Yes, except for a few of you who have enjoyed the highest Champions League glory, most of you are rookies like me, and I have a lot more glory than you. We missed the Champions League for the time being, but now there is a FA Cup waiting for us, so if you want to surpass me, then start with this game.

Forget that damn league champion, forget that your opponent is just the last one, forget that you entered the Champions League knockout stage, in fact, that is not a bullshit in my eyes, forget that you are the so-called star status, and you are just a rookie who can play some football. Kill Portsmouth, yes, kill them, all we have to do is to become the king of England first, and next year, we will become the king of Europe."

"Okay!" Everyone waved their arms, and the roar of men sounded in the locker room, full of male hormones, fanaticism burned in everyone's heart, breathing as calm as a mountain, it was time!

Terry roared first, "Brothers, get around." When everyone came together and put the shoulders of the people around him, Terry raised his arms and shouted, "Chelsea!!!"

"It will win!"

"Chelsea!"

"champion!"

The door to the locker room opened, and the assistant coach's head stretched out, pointing at Dimateo's watch on his wrist, meaning that time was up and it was time to play.

"Going on the field", Terry waved his fist, everyone screamed, followed the captain's pace and rushed out of the door rhythmically. Everyone felt that there were countless energy that needed to be released and needed to fight at this moment...

In the locker room on the other side, the atmosphere also entered the final sprint moment, and the coaches of Portsmouth were also making the final mobilization. In this game, the coaches of both sides had considerable differences in their coaching style and age, but the same thing was the desire for the championship and the passion for the game.

Holding his arms and looking around his players, Reka slowly said, "Everyone knows the importance of this game to us. This is the last game of our season and the time for us to fight for our honor. Next season, yes, we will leave the Premier League next season. For this period, everyone has pointed at us, laughed at us, and said, haha, this is the team at the bottom of the league, and I won't see them next season. Shit, what qualifications do you have to laugh at us for these teams that are not even qualified to enter the finals! Everyone has done a good job of laughing at us.

But this is far from enough, we need to further prove ourselves, so after tonight, I hope to see those who once joked about us in the newspaper tomorrow, and then come back and hold our thighs, look! This is Portsmouth, who eliminated the league champion, tell me, do you want to!"

"Yes!" Everyone yelled.

"Very good, come on the court, kill these Londoners, kill them!"

"Kill them!"

In the player channel, two teams waiting to play stood side by side, passing the lyricism of the coaches of both sides in the locker room. At this moment, neither Chelsea nor Portsmouth players had any communication with each other. The two were like parallel lines that never intersected, ignoring each other.

At this moment, the expressions of the players on both sides are no longer as nervous as before, and everyone is full of fighting spirit. However, compared with the relatively more games that Chelsea’s big names have experienced, Portsmouth has not had a lot of experience in major competitions, which is indeed their shortcomings. This is also the reason why both fans and media experts are not optimistic about them before the game. Of course, some experts also do the opposite. Portsmouth has no experience. They are like newborn calfs, fearless in facing any opponent, so Chelsea must not be careless.

Night has completely fallen, Wembley Stadium is now covered by countless lanterns, and the bright lights illuminate the stadium like daytime. Countless flags are floating in the air, and huge sound waves echo in the air. Everything is reminding people that in a few minutes, the stadium will be completely ignited.

"Here comes out, they are out!" As countless sounds around the stands slowly gathered into huge cheers, almost overturning Wembley's ceiling. Under the leadership of three referees, the two teams lined up in two rows and stepped into Wembley in big steps, and the atmosphere suddenly reached its peak.

No matter who it is, they are shouting at the team they support and the players they support. The broadcast on the scene is also playing the names of each player. As each name is read out, it will attract crazy responses and applause from fans. At the same time, the large screen on the scene set the starting list of the teams of both sides in this game.

Chelsea team: goalkeeper Cech, defenders Ashley Cole, Pepe, Terry and Ivan, midfielders Zerkov, Qin Tian, ​​Ozil, behind Lampard and Essin, forward Drogba.

Portsmouth, goalkeeper James, defenders Finnan, Kabur, Distin and Hredason, midfielders Kranica, Diop, Mokona, Berhaji, forwards Utaka and Pygionne.

"This is the strongest lineup that both sides can send out. You can imagine that this will be a wonderful game." The commentator of Sky TV station only took a sip of water after finishing reading the starting list of both sides in one go.

Qin Tian stood in the middle circle, moving his ankles, his eyes stayed at the championship trophy on the sidelines, "What are you thinking?" Drogba looked at Qin Tian and asked.

"I haven't lifted the championship trophy for a long time, and I don't know what it feels like," Qin Tian smiled.

"Haha, I'll know after the game is over, very soon."

"Yes, I'll know soon," Qin Tian nodded, because after the game, we are the champions and Chelsea will be the champions!
Chapter completed!