Standing in the middle of the pitch was Berardi, a sunny afternoon, a sunny teenager with Chelsea goalkeeper Malcolm Turnbull watching.

As the referee's whistle blew, Berardi knocked the ball back to De Bruyne and he ran quickly forward, noticing the wide gap between Rudiger and Gary Cahill at the start of the game. Heidhward said before the game that Chelsea's centre-back duo combined for the first time in the semi-finals and could have a chance.

Kevin, who won the ball at the back, took a look at everyone's position and distributed the ball to John Stones, who was unmarked on the wing. The young Stones looked around and it was clear that Chelsea were not taking him seriously, he had plenty of time and space to handle the ball, Berardi was running forward, and a thought suddenly crossed his mind: "Why not?" So he stretched out his right foot and everybody saw the ball fly high into the midfield like it had been a century.

Berardi didn't expect the ball to come to his feet, and he didn't have time to think about it, and as is customary to play, he sent the ball forward, past Cahill's defence, and into a gap where no one was around. The rest was simple, it was a race, and Rudiger had an extra space to turn, leaving him half a body behind, which was almost a one-man shot from the broadcast camera.

“.…… Youngster John Stones, who made his first appearance for the team, came from the summer...."The commentator was still introducing the Portsmouth line-up, and the next second, "Let's look at the ball, Chelsea's ribs were completely pierced, they pressed too far forward......"

Benitez jumped up on the bench before his ass was hot, "Don't foul, don't foul......" he muttered.

Berardi was already very close to the penalty area, and the foul was likely to be a point, and the Portsmouth small forward, although lonely, knew that very well, and he was actually waiting for Rudiger to reach out. The two beaves of Pompey's legion, one is fast, excellent in dribbling, and has an excellent sense of shooting and smell, and the other is very smart and physical in addition to the basics of football, and this kind of agility is very similar to Juventus' legendary striker Del Piero. Of course, Berardi is nowhere near Piero's ghostly possession skills, and he is often prone to losing the ball when he is under pressure.

If Rudiger reaches out, he will fall to the ground, otherwise he will not be able to take two steps with his technical ball to go five metres away.

Rafa Benitez was not disappointed, Rudiger was calm, he just chased and interfered, and did not get on the ball, and Berardi got the ball and the angle of his shot was blocked for most of the time. He had no choice but to gamble and shoot a shot that was also a little limp under Rudiger's interference, as if it were a pass to the goalkeeper.

Heidward was not disappointed either, as it is not a hallmark of Berardi to dribble past defenders, with his strengths being physical, tackle-grabbing, shooting and a left-footed foot, a rarity in professional football.

Football is often accompanied by accidents and uncertainties, and the striker, who has been put on loan, can't imagine what will happen next.

The left-footed ball with the right-footed ball does not spin slightly and is not fast, but experienced goalkeepers are generally careful. Turnbull was clearly a little overwhelmed, he looked at the ball and watched the position of his team-mates on the pitch, as if he was ready to pass the ball out in the next second.

Turnbull took two steps back, ran and took aim for the ball, apparently unaware of a piece of turf that had curled up in the area where the ball had rolled. There is often a warp there, and Stamford Bridge has undergone several renovations since it was built in 1877, most recently with an additional underground sprinkler under the penalty area in front of the North Stand, and Cech has always been careful to flatten that place, with Turnbull playing less games and clearly overlooking this small detail.

As the ball passed by, it spun and then jumped like a ghost, and the Chelsea goalkeeper kicked it into the air and only watched it roll over the top of his feet half a second later.

Malcolm Turnbull couldn't believe his eyes, and when he reacted, the ball had stumbled into the back of the net. He fell to his knees in the restricted area, holding his head in his hands.

"This....", the commentator couldn't believe his eyes, and after a few seconds, "it was a huge, huge, huge, huge mistake, and just 16 seconds into the game, Chelsea gave their opponents a one-goal lead at their home stadium." ”

To the displeasure of many Chelsea fans, the commentator had clearly done his homework and he began to take stock: "Malcolm Turnbull is clearly not a reassuring part of Chelsea's goal, and with more injuries to Cech over the years, Hilario has had more opportunities. Not very sad This time, both of the Blues' goalkeepers were injured at the same time, compared to his predecessors, Turnbull was too nervous and lacked self-confidence, which is not a good thing for the goalkeeper's high-pressure profession. ”

"Much of Portsmouth's success this season has been due to the successful introduction of goalkeepers, with the departure of Enyeama not weakening the team's defence, the 26-year-old Costa Rican goalkeeper is said to be nicknamed Uncle Wall, and so far Portsmouth's average goals per game have dropped from 1.14 in the Championship last season to 0.89, which is the fourth highest figure in the Premier League."

Berardi didn't expect his goal, he stood still and was knocked to the ground by his team-mates who arrived two seconds later. He broke free from his team-mates and ran to the sidelines to give Hydward a hug, and the boss glanced at his watch and told the lad that it was England's fastest goal of the season, 16.23 seconds, which of course set a record in the history of the EFL Cup.

"It's off to a good start," Ward said.

The game soon restarted with Portsmouth starting with a 1-0 scoreline, which undoubtedly stimulated Chelsea's sensitive nerves.

Rafael Benitez frowned on the sidelines, twenty minutes passed, the Spanish coach felt the deep malice of the young man a few meters away, Portsmouth sacrificed a certain degree of attack to build a tight three defensive lines, and a team ranked second in the Premier League was patient to play counter-attack, no matter how you look at it, it is a difficult bone to gnaw.

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Benitez is Benitez after all, so many years of coaching career, more difficult scenes than this have been seen, carefully observed for such a long time, Chelsea soon began to use the existing players on the field to adjust the layout, twenty-four minutes with the manager's order of the magic lamp Lampard put on the field, replaced the right-back Cole, at the same time he raised the position of David Luiz, let Hazard go to the middle, Chelsea now need to take control of the midfield, Portsmouth's 4312 in the midfield position piled up 4 players, Counting Klose, who often drops back to get the ball, that's five, and Chelsea must make sure they have one more midfielder than their opponents for all the time remaining.

Chelsea have decided to be stronger than Portsmouth in terms of individual ability and experience, so now he has to use that ability and experience to build a local advantage and then turn it into a win.

In the 33rd minute, Goretzka was surrounded by three Chelsea players with the ball in the middle, Ramirez's tackle almost turned into a tackle, and the German boy used a wonderful bulltail pass to pick the ball at the feet of his team-mate at the moment of crisis, and the fans gasped in amazement.

In the 40th minute, again in the middle, Freer was forced to make a mistake under pressure from Eden Hazard, the ball was cut off and broke through the Portsmouth defence, and Srna paid a yellow card to block his breakthrough diagonally.

In the 42nd minute, Stones, who provided an assist, also received a yellow card for a tactical foul on Mata, which is not a good sign.

Portsmouth looked at Chelsea's empty back, but they couldn't beat it, their hearts seemed to be pulled by their own enemies!

Naturally, Edward was aware of this, and it was a prelude to the gradual collapse of the midfield, with the most important point being the imbalance in the number of people in the middle. He clenched his fists, looked at Mane, Ali, and Belotti on the bench, and finally chose to trust the 11 on the field, just as he had trusted them countless times in the past.

"Raise Mustafi's position and make it up for Margery, and sort out the defense at the back." He said.