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Chapter 149 The Premier League Years: FA Cup Champions
The ball was hit by Didier Drogba's strong top, and flew to the far corner of the goal with a spin. James' performance today is already very good. The former England goalkeeper reacted very quickly. He jumped up and hit it with a single palm, trying to stop the ball network access——
It's just that the speed of Drogba's header was too fast. With a clear change of direction, the ball rubbed against James' finger and fell into the net, causing a wave of waves on the net! ! !

"The goal!! The goal!! Didier-drogba!!! The Ivorian's goal!! It's a golden goal in full meaning!!! It's a lore!! 44 minutes into the second half, Portsmouth were so close to their goal once!! But thanks to Chelsea for the crazy attacking line, thanks to Andre for the wonderful assist, thanks to Ballack for the running involved, thanks to Joe Cole for the pass, thanks to Xin Clare's relentless fight...Chelsea!! They will be the FA Cup winners today!!"

Mr. Wilson was a little too excited, and the crazy machine guns began to roar, and now the old man wanted to find a way to vent the wave of excitement deep in his heart! !
"The goal at this time has almost declared the end of the game. The cooperation between Drogba and Andre is too tacit. I believe that Ferguson in the stands must be worried."

At this time, Ferguson appeared on the TV camera. The godfather of Manchester United was talking to the assistant coach beside him, and he didn't realize that he appeared in the camera.

Ferguson was not very lucky today. On the way to the Millennium Stadium by taxi, there was a small accident. When the taxi was turning, it collided with a truck parked on the side of the road. Sir Ferguson and his assistant coach , because I had to help the police to record a statement, the time was delayed, and when I arrived at the stadium, the game had already started.

Like a ferocious beast, Drogba crazily rushed to the south stand, and gave a standard military salute to the blue ocean that was already cheering and roaring! ! !

Next to the Ivorians, Xiangnan is crazy, like a child, jumping, jumping, waving his arms, and a spectacular wave of people is formed in the stands...

Joanna was in the VIP stand, watching her boyfriend's boyish performance, and she was extremely happy in her heart. At this moment, the little beauty could even understand the charm of football...

This is a great sense of happiness and satisfaction, and a great glory after hard work! !
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The Portsmouth man still has time, close to five minutes in stoppage time, but—
Portsmouth people are running out of time! !
The goal at this time is like a heavy psychological bomb, completely destroying the psychological defense of the Pompeii Army.

Now, the Portsmouth people have collapsed. Following the gesture of the old Redknapp on the sidelines, they frantically attacked Chelsea's penalty area, but, I am afraid, even the players themselves know that the champion Already gone from them! !

Because, the attack of the Portsmouth people is more like a dying struggle when it collapses. The attack is disorganized and scattered! !

The Portsmouth fans in the stands are using their last strength to cheer for their team, shouting, cheering! !

Although the fans have realized the result of the failure, they are telling their team in their own way, and they are supporting the team——
Players of Portsmouth, come on! !

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The blue wave of people in the south stand is still going on, Chelsea fans can't wait to cheer, the team flag is flying, singing is flying——
"BIUE-IS-COLOUR, FOOTBAII-IS-GAME!!!"

"BIUE-IS-COLOUR, FOOTBAII-IS-GAME!!!"

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Dudu Dudu! ! !
With the whistle of the referee Ball, the game is over.

The stands of the Chelsea fans fell into a frenzied excitement. The fans put their shoulders on their shoulders, hugged each other tightly with people they knew and didn't know, and sang in unison——
"WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!! WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!!! CHELSEA!! CHELSEA!!! THE CHAMPIONS!!!"

Xiang Nan felt a trace of excitement in his heart, and this feeling made him shudder! !
"Andre, haha, we are the champions!!" Sinclair threw his arms around Xiangnan's neck, "Champion!! The FA Cup champion!! Haha."

Xiang Nan also had a big bear hug with Sinclair, "Yes, Scott, we are champions!! Haha!!"

Xiang Nan and Sinclair, two talented teenagers born in 1989, put their shoulders together, took off their jerseys, and waved their jerseys wildly at the fans in the stands, arousing the emotions of the fans, and the fans responded to them Their neat cheers and applause.

On the court, Grant was thrown into the air by his disciples. The Israelis also changed their usual rocky appearance and laughed happily. It is impossible for Grant not to care about the FA Cup. During this period of time, he has understood the importance of the Premier League team. However, the Israelis are only between the Champions League and the FA Cup. The Israelis have a rational choice.

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After Portsmouth, the loser of the game, received the silver medal, the Pompeii Legion immediately left the field, and this place no longer belonged to them.

The Portsmouth fans in the stands have also left. The sad Portsmouth fans don't want to watch the moment when their opponent lifts the trophy!!!
now--
It's time for the champion to take the stage to receive the award! !

All Chelsea fans stood up and saluted their heroes with neat applause! !
At the same time, at this very moment, in the pubs of West London, in the streets and alleys, countless people poured into the streets, they cheered, hugged, kissed, and celebrated the arrival of this championship moment...

Under the leadership of Terry, all Chelsea players lined up proudly on the podium of the Millennium Stadium.

The Prince of Wales is today's award presenter. He wears gold medals that symbolize championships for every Chelsea player. Everyone holds their heads high, with a proud expression and a proud mood, overflowing on the faces of every player...

"Andre, it's great!! Young man, my son, William is your fan."

The Prince of Wales put the gold medal on Xiang Nan's neck, smiling and joking.

Xiang Nan responded politely, "Your Highness, I am very glad to hear you say that, it is my honor..."

After everyone received their medals, everyone's eyes were on the championship trophy on the rostrum——
Terry took over the trophy symbolizing the highest fighting honor from the chairman of the English Football Association——
Hold it high! ! !

Fireworks danced in the audience, falling into a wave of real carnival...

"Ashley, give me a hug. You've been hugging me for 3 minutes. It's my turn..." Xiang Nan snatched the trophy from Ashley Cole and kissed excitedly...

At this moment, Xiang Nan suddenly had a strong desire boiling in his heart——
Moscow in a week. That big ear cup...

(End of this chapter)