Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Chapter 674

Under the same sky, Stamford Bridge.

The timer on the big screen has reached the 96th minute and 45 seconds, Chelsea 0:0 Portsmouth.

In the stands.

More than 40,000 Blues fans held their breath and nervously watched the right corner of the stadium.

There.

Chelsea midfielder Ballack was preparing to take a corner kick.

There was chaos in the penalty area in front of Portsmouth's goal. Players from both sides in blue and white jerseys were fighting for position.

On the side of the court.

José Mourinho put his hands in his pockets and frowned.

This is the madman's fourth season at Chelsea, but he no longer has the black hair he had when he first set foot on the British Isles. His head is full of white hair, and it is hard to believe that the person in front of you is just a middle-aged man who just celebrated his 43rd birthday.

The toughness of Portsmouth's defense today was somewhat beyond the madman's expectations.

"Danado...." (Portuguese, damn it.)

So far.

Chelsea's three games since the start of the season were 3:2 Birmingham, 2:1 Reading, and 1:1 draw with strong rival Liverpool, 2 wins and 1 draw.

This season's start looks good.

But with the damn Manchester City winning three games in a row, Mourinho's desire for victory is urgent.

Since Manchester City's strong rise in the 2005-06 season, Chelsea has not won any major championships for two full seasons.

The large investments made in the transfer period have not been rewarded, and even the good-tempered boss Abramovich has become less talkative. Before the start of the new season, he had several conversations with Mourinho.

The last conversation left a deep impression on Mourinho.

"Jose, I need to see the championship trophy in the new season, even if it's the FA Cup. I don't want to be seen as a fool who only spends money..."

"Remember the first time we met? You said a lot of big words at that time, and I hope they can be fulfilled, even if only part of them."

"That way I have a reason to keep you here, right?"

This is no longer a hint, but a naked "dismissal" notice. Mourinho knows very well that if he fails to lead Chelsea to achieve results worth looking forward to in the middle of the season, he will probably have to find another way out...

Mourinho has even thought of the headline for himself - "The youngest Champions League coach in the new century was forced to end his coaching career at Chelsea"

No.

Those damned Premier League media won't use such polite words, they will do their best to humiliate themselves...

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"Bang!"

The corner kick from Ballack on the field brought Mourinho's thoughts back to reality. He stretched his neck and looked forward to it.

Then.

He raised his hands excitedly and ran wildly along the sideline of the field to celebrate.

"Yeah!!!"

The whole Stamford Bridge erupted with shouts like a volcanic eruption. More than 40,000 Blues fans breathed in fresh air, and the air was full of the taste of victory.

Didier Drogba!

On the big screen, the moment of the goal just now was replayed. The Warcraft ignored everything and violently headed the ball from Ballack into the goal.

Lore!!

Chelsea defeated Portsmouth!!

Drogba slid all the way to his knees and slid out of the sideline of the court. Mourinho rushed forward and hugged his favorite disciple.

"Thank you, Didier!"

"Thank you!!"

The madman couldn't help himself and shouted in Drogba's ear again and again.

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10 minutes later, Mourinho appeared on time at the post-match press conference.

People always change with the passage of time.

In the fourth season of the Premier League.

Mourinho, under the constant persuasion of people around him, has gradually changed his "bad habit" of standing up reporters from time to time.

In other words, in the face of two consecutive seasons without a championship, Mourinho had to learn to bow his head temporarily.

"Mr. Mourinho, congratulations to Chelsea for killing the opponent in the last minute of the game! How do you feel now?"

"Of course it's great. Seeing your players complete the lore is definitely the happiest moment for a head coach."

Mourinho smiled from the heart.

However, the reporter's next question quickly brought Mourinho to the cold and difficult side of reality.

Chelsea's opponent in the next round is...

"So Mr. Mourinho, do you think the team will win the next round against Manchester City? If they win the next round, Chelsea will be able to return to the top of the Premier League after a season..."

Top of the Premier League.

A term that seems close yet far away.

Mourinho was stunned for a few seconds, put away his smile, and his expression gradually became serious.

Fuck.

Can't this group of damn media let themselves immerse themselves in Drogba's lore and be happy for a while, don't they know that they will play Manchester City in the next round?

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On August 26, the fourth round of the new Premier League season came to an end.

Manchester City is the only team with 4 consecutive wins, 4 wins, 0 losses and 12 points to continue to lead the list.

Chelsea followed closely with 3 wins and 1 draw.

Then there are Liverpool, Everton, Arsenal, Manchester United, Villa... In the fifth round of the Premier League in early September, Manchester City and Chelsea will compete for the top spot.

It has become the most watched game by all media and the most anticipated game among fans.

But before the big battle.

There is an appetizer.

On August 29, the second round of the 2007-08 League Cup is coming. As a Premier League team, Manchester City will officially join the championship competition of this season's League Cup.

At nine o'clock in the morning.

The entire Manchester City team landed in Bristol, southwest England.

It will be the visiting team.

Against the first opponent team of this season's League Cup, Bristol City from the English Championship League.

Bristol City Football Club, Bristol City F.C.!

Founded in 1897, Bristol is nicknamed "Robin" because of the bird image on its logo.

In the club's history of more than 100 years.

Bristol has never set foot on the soil of the English top league.

The greatest honor in history.

It can be traced back to the FA Cup runner-up in the 1908-09 season nearly 100 years ago.

Although the opponent is weak.

But Manchester City attaches great importance to this game.

Because the team's goal this season is to win five championships, and the League Cup championship is of course among them.

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At 1:30 pm, Ashton Gate Stadium.

The game is about to start.

Ashton Gate Stadium has a total of 19,500 seats. Last season, the average attendance was only about 14,600.

Today, of course, the stadium is full.

The fans of the Robins in the stands are very excited. A club like Bristol may not have a chance to play against the defending champions of the Premier League in a few years.

In the player tunnel.

The Bristol players kept looking at the Manchester City players who were close at hand.

Su Fei was adjusting his captain's armband.

Suddenly, he heard the Bristol player next to him talking to him in a low voice.

"Su! Hello! My name is Marvin Elliot! I like you very much. Can you take a photo with me after the game?"

"Ah... um... OK OK. "

Su Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Just now I was wondering why this guy kept looking at me, whether he was going to say some trash talk before the game or something.

I didn't expect it.

Playing a game, the opponent actually has his fans!

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