Standing on the sidelines, Heidward didn't feel how good the injury-ridden, decadent and unconfident Fernando Torres was, but Benitez didn't know what to think about replacing Player of the Season and Mata still put Torres up front.

Can the former Holy Child repay the trust of the head coach?

Torres himself wasn't sure, he was observing, he told himself that he had given his eyes plenty of time to adjust, Liverpool's genius Xavi Alonso knew a lot about the role of the heart of the midfield, a top midfielder had to use all his senses to see his surroundings, and the first time Fernando thought about his former team-mate on the pitch, he always felt that it was a trick to play.

On the left-hand side, N'Golo Kante was brought in to look after Eden Hazard, and the Belgian struggled with a defensive strategy that was completely different from that of a few stunned youngsters in the first half, fighting and retreating to let Margery block the inside lane, while directing Goretzka to seal the pass line and let Stones chase the cruising Oscar. Torres seemed to see that as time progressed, Hazard, a fairly cunning prey, would fall into the trap completely, leaving no choice but to force his way through with his unskilled backfoot. Fernando slowly approached Hazard, there was always a way out, he thought, as if he had run for a long time, and came to the end into Frere's defensive zone, a drop of sweat wet his eyes, and his wet hair gently patted his forehead.

He caught a glimpse of Mustafi rushing back from the front, the sound of heavy breathing, the sound of grass clippings splashing in his ears, and the whirring wind sweeping over his body, and then Torres realized that there was a huge gap in Portsmouth's backfield, more than ten meters wide, and opened to face Navas. Years of playing allowed him to come up with a shot in an instant, but unfortunately the ball wasn't at his feet.

Torres is still not used to thinking about the game in the middle of the field, and the good midfielder is always thinking about the passing line and how to get his teammates away from the enemy's pursuit, and he thinks about how to kill the game.

He seemed to be able to hear the conversation coming from the coach's box:

'We were so unlucky, several goals were almost always committed, Keylor Navas was good but Turnbull was too bad, Berardi started with no angle at all, it was a place where you could get there with your hand up, but he was completely wrong.

The second voice was Rafael Benitez's assistant coach: "We can't criticize him, now we have to stay calm and improve morale, we have to continue to take advantage of the gaps behind the Portsmouth defence, we are behind but the tactics are not failing, we have to create better chances"

'I was incredibly sure everything was working before the game, my plan was to switch to Demba Ba at the start of the second half, and just now Oscar's long-range shot was blocked by Frerell and we almost had to score again.

Fernando saw Benitez mutter, then picked up the tactical board in his hand and slammed it to the ground.

With Eden Hazard falling into the trap and Mustafi filling the void in time, Chelsea's attack was once again stillborn.

Torres recalls watching more than a dozen videos before the game, and one of the things Portsmouth did well was that their formation remained consistent, with Chelsea trying to grab each second drop to put pressure on Pompey but were never able to break through the opposition's defence.

Maybe that's what makes Portsmouth different in the cup and in the league, where they are so confident in their advantage that they are attacking even three goals ahead. In a change of field, they were more cautious and seemed to know that the slightest chance for Chelsea would be fatal.

Fernando understood the manager's dilemma at this moment, obviously his team performed better, went forward and controlled the game, but time waited for no one, the Blues had less than 20 minutes left to turn the tide, and Stones, who made a big mistake in the first half, completely changed in just ten minutes, like a seasoned veteran driver. If it is easy to change strikers to strengthen the attack, as Mourinho hysterically did, but when the team is doing well in midfield and has no obvious weaknesses, wouldn't changing the system make the situation worse?

Hydward still didn't make any substitutions, Mane and Ali stood up three or four times to warm up, but the instructions given to them still waited. With 14, 13 or 12 minutes remaining, Ramirez was replaced by Marco Marlin and Frank Lampard was dropped back in the spot, and he clearly wanted to take a gamble and hope the time would come.

Ward was quick to smile and with a big wave of his hand, Mane replaced Berardi and Alli replaced Frere. Torres had a sense of déjà vu, with Benitez trading Crouch for Mascherano in the Champions League the year after Istanbul, but Liverpool, who had lost their central barrier, were beaten into a sieve by the resurrected Kaka.

History repeats itself over and over again, with the ageing Frank Lampard showing almost momentary exhaustion when Blue Kenyan Ramires returned to the bench before Kante's defence broke down the Blues' attack once again before passing the ball to Kevin De Bruyne. He took the ball and slowly came to the area where Ramirez had been active, and without Rammy's clamp, Kevin was like a wild horse on the loose, and he took advantage of the situation to hand the ball to the unmarked Mane on the left, who circled the abandoned Turnbull and pushed the ball into the empty net.

The desperate Chelsea fans in the stands held their heads as they watched the pitch, the bench, the coach, the players, the owner Abu cheering for Chelsea in an almost tragic voice, just eight minutes before the end of the game.

Benitez can already imagine the criticism after the game, he hasn't really been accepted by the fans here from the moment he arrived, but as a coach he has to fight until the last minute.

The boss offered the last card and Fernando Torres was put back up front after half-time as the Blues formed a two-man defensive and eight-man attacking system. It may seem strange to do so in the face of Mane and Ali, but Torres feels that the teacher has no choice but to gamble on his luck.

He's also going to take a chance stake.

Hydward noticed that Torres and Hazard switched positions, he didn't pay much attention, looked at Fernando and then asked the players on the sidelines to keep an eye on Hazard, who switched to the middle, and the strategy of grabbing and letting go is self-evident.

The ball was at the feet of Fernando Torres and he spent half the time jogging down the strategies and habits of everyone at the back of Portsmouth.

'Fernando started dribbling, which is rare and he rarely plays like that now.

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'Sadio Mane misses the ball...... After two, the ball came to Torres again. ”

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"Mustafi is in the card position...... Two people are competing against each other...... The Holy Child passed Mustafi"

"I have to tell new fans that Fernando Torres used to be the most flexible in the Premier League! The most confrontational! of the super striker. ”

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'There's a huge gap in Portsmouth's back, is that his target?'

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"Kante?"

"Torres didn't do much entanglement, the ball was passed, smart decision!"

"Ahh The ball came to Torres again and Hazard was empty"

Torres looked at the huge goal and thought of one sentence, "The ball is at your feet, can you shoot?" He picked up his right foot and ignored Eden Hazard and fired straight at distance.

The ball smashed into the Navas gate like a meteor, Heidward frowned, Benitez raised his arms in celebration of the recovery of the goal, Chelsea snatched the ball back from the woodwork, but Torres, Fernando Torres, slowly kissed the name of the family on the wrist.

The game was almost over, and he looked in the direction of home. Fupin Chinese