The ball "shooted" by Drogba flew towards the goalkeeper's right side. It was an arc rubbed from the outside instep, and it rotated rapidly towards the goal. After James paused slightly, he did not choose to save the goal, but moved on the goal line, trying his best to block the right side of the goal.

However, after the ball passed through the crowd, it seemed that it did not spin towards the goal, but continued to fly. Jirkov on the left side of Chelsea jumped high, as if he wanted to rub the ball, but the ball did not change its running trajectory and continued to fly towards the back point. At the back point, a Chelsea player was rushing up at high speed and shot an unconventional foot-raising shot at the falling ball...

James in front of the goal was like a tight string. Originally, Drogba was very focused when he kicked his feet. The jumping of Jerkov was actually a confusing effect, which made James slow down his judgment. When he saw the player wearing a blue jersey in the back point, he had no time to react.

With a "bang", the ball had an intimate contact with the goal post again. James's horrified eyes showed a hint of relief. He could no longer save the ball. Fortunately, today's goddess of luck wore two-thirds of the Portsmouth jersey. James subconsciously walked to the goal post and kissed the goal post.

"Haha, we saw Portsmouth goalkeeper James. Today, this lucky guy kissed the post affectionately after Chelsea had had an intimate contact with the post. Indeed, everyone in Portsmouth should thank Wembley for the goalkeeper today, otherwise today's score would not be 1:1 on the court now.

Of course, in addition to congratulating Portsmouth on escaping again, we had to applaud Chelsea's exquisite attack. Drogba's hypothesis was true and his feet were very delicate. Jirkov liked to shoot at the first point, which interfered with James' judgment. Finally, Ashley Cole's goal-handed goal-handed point, and every step was very good. This is the level that a mature strong team should have."

Dimatio on the sidelines originally thought that Drogba's shot from the far corner would be fine, but he didn't expect that Drogba deceived him and chose to pass the ball. The continuous wonderful performances of the two players behind made Dimatio completely forget the identity of the head coach but fell deeply into the atmosphere of the game. Seeing the last shot hit the post again, he knelt on the lawn with affection, sighed to the sky, and the camera on the sidelines also accurately recorded this moment.

Although the score on the court has not changed, the danger has made the Portsmouth coach furious. He has almost walked into the court more than once, causing the fourth referee near the center line to pay attention to him frequently. Fortunately, the Portsmouth assistant coaches are still clear-headed and directly pulled their boss back.

But despite this, the Portsmouth coach still waved his fists loudly, "Defense! Pay attention to defense and press them tightly. As long as you cross the center line, you will stare at me to death. Heredason, you idiot, don't you know the foul? We are not afraid of fouls...we..." The assistant coach hurriedly blocked his mouth. God knew what the head, who was no longer calm at the moment, would say something.

Portsmouth's right-back Herredason looked depressed. He was very unfair about this ball. In the defense just now, he was very dedicated. In order to hold Qin Tian, ​​he almost pulled Qin Tian's jersey hem. The opponent continued to open the breakthrough from his side, and that was just that his teammates who returned to the defense did not follow. Can you blame him?

In fact, the situation on the court is not surprising to outsiders at all. After all, the gap between the strength of the two sides is quite large. Although Portsmouth performed very well in the FA Cup this season, it was still much worse than Chelsea. It was already surprising that he led by one goal into the second half. He was thinking about having such a good thing again? That was undoubtedly a dream.

Fortunately, Portsmouth, who knew that he could not defend himself completely, also launched an offensive, especially the players in the midfield and frontcourt also got a very good scoring opportunity. It was the murderous intent created by Berhaji on the right. After receiving a straight pass from Hredason in the back, Haji passed a low ball from the right and went deep into the front of Chelsea's penalty area.

After Utaka and Picionne crossed the position back and forth, they pushed the ball backwards. Picionne, who was following the interference of Essin, sent the ball directly into Cech's arms. Picionne, who missed such a good opportunity, was extremely regretful. He kept pounding his chest and stared at Chelsea's goal with unwilling eyes.

Then Cech quickly threw the ball and launched a counterattack. Jirkov dribbled the ball from the left and advanced along the sideline, handing the ball to Lampard near the center line. During this period, Jirkov had many unexpected performances, which also made Dimatio, who had been brewing in the coach's bench, slightly delayed the time. Obviously, he was satisfied with the performance of this Eastern European Ronaldo.

After receiving the pass from Jerkov, Lampard did not rush to run or pass the ball, but instead controlled the ball under his feet, tugging his feet left and right, as if waiting for the opponent's players to grab it. Just as Mokona was howling and pounced on him, he made a very beautiful penetrating pass.

"Beautiful, wonderful passes, the timing is very good, precise, and really accurate." The commentator in the stands was obviously deeply fascinated by this pass.

The ball was indeed beautiful. After passing by Mocona in front of him, he walked around Kranica who ran up to be prepared to block the defense of Lampard. Qin Tian, ​​who had retreated a little in the middle, took the ball away. He first picked the ball gently and pushed it, twisted his body from Diop, avoided the opponent's raised foot, and accelerated and broke through smoothly.

"It's Qin Tian again. He broke through in the middle, Lampard's pass was very good, Qin Tian's handling was also very beautiful, and the cooperation between the two was getting better." I don't know how many times Qin Tian's breakthrough was successful. There were countless such wonderful scenes in this game. Qin Tian was not excited after the breakthrough. The breakthrough was just for the goal in the future. Before the ball was in, no matter how beautiful it was, it was a flash in the pan.

Qin Tian then pulled and dunked again, and cleaned up the Distin who was rushing to fill the position. Ridrogba had already reached out to ask for the ball in the penalty area. Qin Tian turned his body and seemed to be about to break to the right. Finnan immediately wanted to make up for defense as if he was facing a big enemy. Before he could get closer, Qin Tian stopped urgently and the ball passed out.

"Not good", Finnan knew that he had lost his position because there was an Ozil behind him who was no less threatening than Qin Tian. Sure enough, Qin Tian's pass was looking for Ozil. Ozil did not shoot, but just a transition in the middle, and passed the ball directly to Drogba. The strong Drogba directly squeezed out Cabool and fell to the ground and the ball was blocked by James' calf, who also fell to the ground.

The crisis was not resolved. Before the Portsmouth players cleared the ball, Qin Tian had already run to the position and swung his right leg and shot hard at the upper left corner of the goal. James was still not completely climbing up on the ground. But defender Finnan appeared on the ball at some point, and the ball and his face were intimately in contact with each other with a "bang". Finnan fell to the ground on his back, and the ball also bounced out of the penalty area here.

"I'll do it." Qin Tian was about to turn around and chase the ball. A loud shout came from behind him. He said that at that time, Qin Tian fell to the ground and lay down like that. The moment the person fell down, he felt a strong wind blowing on his back, and then another "bang" sound, and the crossbar rejected Chelsea's shot here.

"Damn it," Essin roared, and he shouted behind Qin Tian just now.

"It's another beautiful cooperation, haha, Qin Tian's fall was as wonderful as his extraordinary. This reaction, tsk... is worthy of being a superstar figure." The commentator won the recognition of the fans on the scene, including the fans of Portsmouth, everyone stood up and applauded.

"Qin, why are you so popular when you lie on the ground?" Esin pulled Qin Tian up with a resentful look on his face.

"Tsk, who told you not to score the goal? If you scored, you would be the one who would be stinking," Qin Tian said angrily.

"Maybe I should let Chelsea players shoot long shots, and their footwork today is really less accurate." The Portsmouth coach, who had gradually recovered his calm on the sidelines, turned his eyes drippingly. He took advantage of the opportunity to die, called Kapur in front of him and whispered a few words.

The following scenes were constantly strange scenes. When Chelsea players held the ball outside the opponent's penalty area, there were not many Portsmouth players coming to defend, but as soon as they reached the 5 or 6 meters position at the top of the arc, the pressure increased immediately. This sudden change was a bit risky, a double-edged sword, but before they were too late to defend and didn't know what the opponent was selling, let alone, they suddenly frightened Chelsea.

Qin Tian distributed the ball to Lampard at one time. Lampard was still more than 10 meters away from the top of the penalty area. He ran so easily, but after taking a few more steps, just as he was about to start his foot, three Portsmouth players came out from somewhere and broke the ball under Lampard's feet.
Chapter completed!