Terry. Eames stood on the sidelines, gritting his teeth and looking anxious.

It's the twenty-sixth minute of the first half of the game, and since Chu Zhongtian's shot, his ass hasn't returned to the coach's seat.

For the past 25 minutes, Chelsea have been besieging the Wimbledon half.

To put it mildly, if the billboard is enclosed in the middle line, it will not get in the way of the game.

The Wimbledon players got a real taste of what it means to be "the best professional football" in those 25 minutes.

It's not the first time they've played against a professional team, but they haven't felt that way against Notts County or Wimbledon, as if every attack would break their goal. The attacks crashed into their defences like a storm, and everyone retreated to the 30-meter zone, relying on eye-catching defense to survive the 25 minutes of the game. There were still 20 minutes left in the first half, and the thought of this made many people's hearts chill - can they really hold on?

Chu Zhongtian's yellow away jersey has now turned yellow-green, full of traces left by grass clippings and mud on his clothes. He didn't know how many times he fell, and he didn't know how many times he used his body to block the opponent's long-range shots.

The only thing he is thankful for is that the team has not conceded a goal so far.

The reason for not conceding a goal is simple - they stick to the box and don't give Chelsea players a chance to burst into the box and get the ball. Even forward Kevin. Cooper and Joe. Schilling is almost a centre-back, so you can imagine how hard Chelsea have squeezed them down, and this high-density formation has also made the box full of people, and the Chelsea players have no good solution for a while.

It's actually a tactic that was laid out before the game. Rely on stubbornly defending the first half, try not to concede goals, or concede fewer goals, and there is still a little hope in the second half after one goal, and if you are two goals, three goals, or four goals behind, the game will end early.

They didn't want to come to Stamford Bridge and only played the first half.

No matter how good a team is, there is nothing too good to do against a team that has 11 men stuffed into the box - how to break down the dense defense is a global problem.

In fact, the offensive in the first ten minutes was much more fierce than now.

At that time, the Chelsea stars seemed to be enraged by Chu Zhongtian's long-range shot that shocked everyone into a cold sweat, and the attack came in waves, one attack, two attacks, three attacks...... It's like the waves of the sea, crashing on the of Wimbledon's defensive line. Long shots, crosses from the wings, set-pieces, forced breaks through the middle...... It's just that all means are going to be used, just to vent your anger.

Later, as Wimbledon went on and Athletic were pressed to the point where they didn't have a single attack, and Chelsea's backfield was spacious enough to run around, the anger of these big-name stars eased a little. They realize that their opponents are amateur teams that are not worth mentioning. Maybe the shot at the beginning was really beautiful, but it was just luck. With their quality, they have a lot of time to settle the battle, and they can even get this team home early in the first half if they want to.

In that case, why rush it?

It's still a siege, but the momentum is a little weaker, the cooperation is less, and the individual performances are more.

The Chelsea players looked like they were enjoying the game...... Joe. Cole used back-heel passes in a row to tease Lee, who was following him. Sidwell drew bursts of applause and cheers from the Chelsea fans in the stands.

Glen Charles hugged the flanks and repeatedly assaulted, as if he was planning to live a high-speed addiction.

Frank Lampard, on the other hand, is a frequent long-range shot in an attempt to use his best skills to open the door to victory.

It's just that Chu Zhongtian suffered, in order to defend Lampard, he didn't know how many beatings he had been beaten except for his arms.

Although they were beaten badly, Chu Zhongtian felt that there was still some hope, because they had not conceded a goal yet, and the game was still a draw.

But he doesn't know if his teammates feel the same way he does – maybe for them, it's an ordeal to play like this. They may just want to press out and have a vigorous battle with Chelsea, even if they lose in the end, it will be enjoyable.

But if Eames wants to win, he must first defend solidly. And the defense is often very aggrieved...... Chu Zhongtian didn't know if he and his teammates could hold on.

The third-placed team in the Premier League is really extraordinary...... "Chelsea's attack is fierce, very fierce. Mortenson said. Aside from the opening shot, Wimbledon didn't have a second chance and they shrunk into their box for more than 20 minutes......

'I think it's only a matter of time before Chelsea score, the defence is always negative and the pressure is very high. Chris. Price added. "I think I can understand Wimbledon manager John Terry. Eames' idea - he wanted to lose a few goals and look more dignified. But I would say it's a mistake, because in a game where there is too much difference in quality, defending will only make your team lose more. If I were Eames, I'd let the team press out against Chelsea and just one goal would be enough to go down in history! Think of last year's Carabao Cup, where Nodes County scored two goals in a game that was not as strong as Chelsea, and although they lost the game 4-2 in the end, they earned everyone's respect...... I watched that game and I can honestly say I was impressed......"

The words of this guest speaker can represent the opinions of many people.

The Chelsea fans who watched the game were originally watching Wimbledon with a sense of curiosity, and they certainly didn't want Wimbledon to win, so the best way for them was actually Wimbledon to press out a brave attack and dedicate a good game for them, and finally the mighty Chelsea had the last laugh in the attack, beating Wimbledon Athletic to advance, and Wimbledon scored one goal, or it could be two...... Anyway, there are goals, and it's a great game for everyone!

But Wimbledon didn't let them get their hopes.

In addition to that shot at the start of the game, which gave Chelsea fans a glimmer of hope. Other times, Wimbledon shrank in their own box, passively waiting for Chelsea to attack, allowing Chelsea's stars to perform on the edge of the box without even a decent counter-attack.

Not only that, but because Wimbledon players deliberately compress the space, many Chelsea players are unable to fully display their individual skills.

With almost 30 minutes to play, Chelsea's most dangerous attacks came from set-pieces...... This is not what they want to see!

The Chelsea fans in attendance booed and hoped that Wimbledon would be able to "be ashamed and courageous" and press out against Chelsea so that they could watch the game to enjoy.

Wimbledon fans know the boos are directed at their team. In fact, they are quite contradictory, of course they want to see a good FA Cup game, they hope that Wimbledon can give up this kind of stubborn tactics, but they don't want to see their team concede goals...... "Is it brave to die or to die bravely...... That's a real problem. Wimbledon fans in the stands said this.

For those who support Wimbledon, the team's final fate is nothing more than a "dead" word.

So what do the Wimbledon players who have resisted Chelsea on the pitch feel?

※※※ Steve. Gibson was broken through by Glen Shire, he turned to chase, but suddenly felt weakness under his feet, slipped and lost his center of gravity, and lost his best chance to chase. He felt curious, the game was only half a game, why did he feel exhausted?

Seeing that Grunshire was about to rush into the penalty area, Chu Zhongtian rushed over from the side and shoveled the football out, Glenschal fell down in response, and the referee's whistle sounded.

Chu Zhongtian fouls!

※※※ "This game is too difficult for Wimbledon......" The commentators of Sichuan Satellite TV can't get excited now, because most of the time their "hero" Chu Zhongtian is passively beaten. Who wants to see their players use their bodies to block their opponent's shots again and again?

"Chu Zhongtian can only use fouls to organize the opponent's attack, but in this way, he will give the opponent too many set-pieces...... "For a Premier League team, it is not normal to have so many set-pieces but not be able to catch them." What's more, they also have John on their team. John Terry and Hut, two big, header centre-backs? I think Wimbledon should try to counter-attack, and if Chelsea keep pressing like that, it will only get worse and worse......

Chu Zuosheng, who was sitting in front of the TV, also frowned, the cup of strong tea on the coffee table had been cooled, but it had not been drunk a few sips.

"It's easy to say......" he muttered, "Fight back? What is the chance? It's all Chelsea people in front...... No one can pick up the big kick, and if you take the ball alone, your personal strength is definitely not as good as that of a professional player......"

The referee awarded Chelsea a free-kick on the left side of the Wimbledon penalty area, a dangerous position. All it takes is a right-footed player who can spin the ball straight back, and whoever touches the ball on the way can score a goal. And even a left-footed spin is very threatening.

Wimbledon Athletic's goalmouth was suddenly in front of the enemy.

"The people who watched them...... Hey, Terry is here, who's who's he? Wimbledon goalkeeper Andy Athletic. Bale felt nervous at such times, sweating in his palms, for fear that this attack would break through the goal he was guarding. As soon as I was nervous, I was a little unclear when I was directing the defense.

"My ...... My ...... "Sim. Johnston followed.

"And that German!"

Another centre-back, Danny. Ogkins raised his hand, and with the other he tugged at Hutt's clothes.

"Don't pull on my clothes! Damn it! Hutt shook off Oggins' hand. Ogkins hesitated, but finally put his hand up again. When Huter waved his hand again, he let go of his hand and put it back when Hutt's hand was withdrawn. It's like a fly that can't be driven away...... Chu Zhongtian guarded the back point, because the person who went up to take this free kick was Mutu, a set-piece master who is good at right foot.

It seems that the Romanian is going to play the kind of ball that spins straight to the back post. When the time comes, the back post must be the most chaotic place, and he must come here himself. He was confident in his positioning, anticipation, bouncing and heading. He had to deal with the most troublesome situations himself.

"Keep an eye on their people!!" Andy. Bale shouted loudly, then stood closer to the back post to get ready to defend.

Chelsea players in front of goal and Wimbledon players mingle with them.

Hutter raised his arms high and motioned for Mutu to kick the ball over his head.

Mutu stepped back and waited for the referee to blow the whistle.

The referee took a look at the situation in the penalty area, but fortunately, everything was under his control, and there was no excessive physical contact and disputes. So he withdrew his gaze and blew the whistle in his mouth.

Mutu runs two steps and shoots with his feet!

Everyone thought he was going to get the ball over the heads of the tall defenders in front of goal, so when the football was played, the attention of the Wimbledon players was on John. Terry and Hut. Including goalkeeper Andy. Bel. After glancing at the football, he glanced at the group in front of the goal, ready to guard against a sudden header.

But he didn't wait for this scene. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the ball was not going around the front point, but straight towards the near post!

"Straight shot-!!"

Mortenson exclaimed.

etc. Andy. When Bell tried to turn around and pounce again, it was too late...... The soccer ball grazed the post and drilled into the goal!

"Nice direct free-kick! The ball is in!! ”

Eames, who had been standing nervously on the sidelines, shook his hand vigorously when he saw the football burrowing into the net...... Damn, all the work is lost!

Andy. Bale stood in place, arms outstretched, keeping his previous movements, the ball already spinning in the net behind him.

John Terry and Hut, who were tasked with attracting the attention of the defence in front of goal, shook off the Wimbledon players who were marking them and ran towards Mutu with their arms raised to celebrate his goal that had opened the deadlock!

Everything was just as they thought it was – as long as we got serious, it was only a matter of time before we scored. Winning? That was determined from the time the draw results came out.

The Chelsea players hugged each other, then patted Mutu on the head and scattered. They didn't celebrate in a big way, and for them to get more goals in an amateur team is not something to celebrate, because of course.

Leaving a group of Wimbledon players standing still, some could not accept the result as they had worked hard for almost thirty minutes and were a goal behind...... For example, Chu Zhongtian and Qiao. Schilling was angry at the goal. Others breathed a sigh of relief - as if they had been waiting for the person upstairs upstairs to drop the second boot when they went to bed in the middle of the night, and they couldn't sleep peacefully without hearing the sound of the second boot hitting the ground. Now, this second boot has finally been taken off.

Chu Zhongtian pursed his lips and stared at the Chelsea players who ran back after celebrating the goal.

He is not reconciled, not at all!

※※※ "Alas......" There was a sigh on the TV.

The commentators and guests of Sichuan Satellite TV coincidentally chose to express their feelings about this ball with a sigh - regret, what a pity. Seeing that the game time entered the thirtieth minute, Wimbledon Athletic was fifteen minutes away from being able to carry a 0:0 score as well as the lounge, but I didn't expect to fall short at this moment.

"It's a shame to concede this goal, Wimbledon Athletic have been very good before, but they only paid attention to Terry and Hut, but they didn't expect Mutu to choose to hit the goal directly...... They clearly underestimated the individual abilities of professional stars......"

Looking at the unyielding son on the TV, Chu Zuosheng clenched his fists and pursed his lips. Although the expressions of father and son are thousands of miles apart, they are surprisingly consistent.

At the same time, commentators are expressing their opinions on the conceded goal on satellite TV sports stations in various parts of China.

'Chelsea are really strong and it's not easy for Wimbledon to hold on until the thirtieth minute before conceding a goal. If it weren't for Chu Zhongtian, maybe they would have conceded a goal in the tenth minute. ”

"Wimbledon Athletic is very tenacious, Chu Zhongtian is also tenacious, but the huge historical gap still makes them concede goals......"

"Chu Zhongtian has performed very well defensively, but against Chelsea, it is useless to blindly defend."

"It's an amateur team after all...... Even if they can beat Wimbledon, it doesn't mean they can beat a Premier League side, especially Chelsea with so many stars. Chelsea take a single player for more weekly wages than all of Wimbledon's combined. ”

'Playing against Chelsea is already their biggest win and it would have been better if they had lost a little bit......

A group of local commentators in China said that "this result was not at all unexpected".

※※※ Chu Zhongtian was unwilling to fall behind like this, he thought he should do something.

So he took Joe. Schilling, Andy. Sullivan called: "We'll kick off later, and possession will be back at our feet." Just a good chance, Dead Jeep, you pass the ball to me in a moment. Then run forward, run into the air. ”

"Okay, let's have a blast!!" Joe. Shirin nodded in agreement.

"Sally, you keep moving on the flanks, but be more resolute when you rush forward. I looked and it was actually their two full-backs who liked to come up and then they didn't go back. Maybe it's because they didn't take us seriously and thought we couldn't possibly threaten their exclusion zone. But be careful not to be offside. ”

Andy. Sullivan nodded his head to indicate that he understood.

Chu Zhongtian has unconsciously established a kind of consciousness -- the consciousness of leading the team.

"I don't necessarily pass the ball to you, it depends on the timing of the pass and the position of the opposing player. But you still have to run, or you won't have a chance. It's a big chance because we don't have a lot of time to keep the ball, so I'm going to take advantage of it. ”

After saying this, Chu Zhongtian looked at the captain Kevin who was standing slowly walking towards the middle circle. Cooper.

"I don't know how many people think we can still win now, but I haven't given up yet." He was against two companions. "I still want to win, what about you?"

"I still want to win!" Schilling said.

"Me too."

"Alright, let's go!"

The three quickly separated, and they couldn't get together for too long. Cooper was still waiting for Joe. Schilling came over to tee off.

When Joe. Schilling was standing in the center circle about to tee off when he heard Kevin standing across from him. Cooper asked, "What did Chu tell you to say?" ”

"Uh......" Shirin didn't expect the captain to be interested in this, he replied honestly, "He said he still wanted to win, and he planned to try to fight back......"

Kevin. Cooper nodded, "Is there anything I can do to help?" ”

"Help him get the attention of the defence...... I think he'll need some time to keep the ball. ”

"Okay." Cooper replied.

※※※ When Schilling was talking to Cooper about Chu Zhongtian's plan, Chu Zhongtian was pulling his partner in the midfield, Sidwell, and instructed him: "After we kick off in a while, you go up with me, Lee." ”

"No problem." Since the head coach let Chu be the core, then naturally everything on the field listens to him, Sidwell nodded.

"But what are you going to do, Chu?"

Chu Zhongtian pointed to Chelsea's goal: "I'm going to fight back!" ”

"The boss said let's hold on in the first half, and we should win if we lose less......" Sidwell was taken aback.

"Don't worry about it so much...... Chu glanced ahead, he was already preparing to kick off, he didn't have time to explain to Sidwell in detail. He nudged Sidwell, turned and ran forward, ready to catch the ball.

"Help me."

Sidwell turned his head to look at the head coach sitting below, and nodded: "Okay, but if you lose the ball, it's better to foul on the spot and don't let them play a counterattack...... It's empty behind us. ”

Chu Zhongtian gave him a thumbs up, indicating that he had heard.

※※※ "Hah! Look, I'm right, right? It's easy for Chelsea to just want to score, after all, the difference in quality between the two teams is too great! I admire Wimbledon for their courage, but they played against Chelsea, which is not comparable to the opponents they have faced before. "Krees. Price was happy because his opinion proved to be correct, and Wimbledon was simply not worth mentioning.

"Maybe you're still nostalgic for that FA Cup game in 1972, John. But the truth is that since the inception of the Premier League, the huge disparity caused by the huge amount of money has made the story of the defeat of the weak more and more distant from us, and it is almost impossible to repeat it......"

Although Mortenson admits that Price is right, that money is invading the game, making the strong teams stronger, the weak teams weaker, and the gap between rich and poor will widen, and it will be difficult for those small teams to shake the status of the strong teams in all aspects, he just doesn't feel happy that football should not be about money and stars, and it should not only rely on the number of stars and weekly wages of the two teams to measure the outcome of the game.

Football always has to be something different, and at some point, it can make your blood boil inadvertently...... When you jump up from your seat and wave your arms and cheer, you don't have the boring thought of "this player is paid 100,000 a week" in your head, you just think, "Oh my God, that's so fucking beautiful!" ”

"The game is back, let's wait and see, Krees." He said.

(To be continued)