CHAPTER 1073: CHAPTER 345: THE RISE OF THE FITNESS COACH

"Andre, is it not good for Kevin to do this?"

The fitness coach Faria approached Boas and said.

He is one of Mourinho’s most trusted people.

Back when Mourinho was translating for Sir Robson, he was an intern at Barcelona for two and a half years.

The two hit it off right away.

That’s how their 18-year-long companionship started.

"What’s not good?"

Boas asked.

"I’m saying Kevin’s starting speed is too fast, it’s not good for his body."

Faria said.

"I’ll consider it."

Boas nodded and said.

Leading Liverpool 3:1 doesn’t necessarily guarantee a win.

After all, Liverpool is a team that can score four goals in the second half.

"Don’t wait until Kevin gets injured to regret it," Faria reminded.

Boas smiled and said, "Buddy, I’m the head coach."

As the main referee Mike Riley blew the whistle to end the first half, Boas immediately grabbed a towel and water bottle and headed to the sidelines.

This kind of demeanor made Faria shake his head.

He didn’t have the demeanor of a head coach at all.

"Kevin, today your explosiveness is strong, can your body handle it?"

Boas asked with a worried look.

Faria:...

Huang Kaiwen smiled and said, "No problem, coach, I feel great."

"That’s good, that’s good," Boas nodded and said.

Back in the locker room, the Chelsea players weren’t nervous at all.

Although it’s called the BIG4, realistically at this time Liverpool was going through quite a struggle.

Especially without Alonso, Liverpool might not even secure a top-four finish, and the third spot could go to Everton, Villa, or Fulham.

These three teams are doing rather well on the points table.

Even though Manchester United had been beaten twice by Chelsea, they were actually the only team currently competing with Chelsea for the title.

Having played half a match at Anfield, the whole team didn’t feel tense.

Ashley Cole was sitting there talking to Terry about the exciting encounter he had at a sponsor’s event.

Terry clearly was tempted too.

Huang Kaiwen couldn’t help but shake his head.

At Real Madrid, there’s a strong sense of philosophy, but at Chelsea, there surely isn’t, yet if you want to play, why get married?

Looking at it this way, Toni Poole is truly a generous person.

Being able to tolerate Terry for so long.

Should find time to advise Terry this guy.

Don’t let it happen that people leave, the heritage is inherited by George, and that kid George comes to the Yellow Ball King’s house to be filial.

"Kevin, come to my house when you have time."

Huntelaar said, "My father is planning a trip to London, and he’s your fan."

"Sure, let me know by then, I’ll definitely come,"

Huang Kaiwen said.

As long as time allows, he wouldn’t refuse a teammate’s kindness.

Drogba also came over and said, "Thanks for last time, Kevin."

"No problem,"

Huang Kaiwen put his hand on Drogba’s shoulder and said.

"That was very important for us,"

Drogba said.

Last time, the paper-wrapped meat they prepared, if not for Huang Kaiwen trying it first, their teammates might not have eaten it.

That would have been very embarrassing for the two of them.

"Alright, alright,"

Huang Kaiwen nodded and said.

Boas stood up and clapped his hands, "Gentlemen, I’m sorry to interrupt your holiday discussions. But actually, we need to finish the remaining 45 minutes first, I’ll emphasize the tactical discipline. After getting the ball on the field, pass it to Kevin’s feet, then look for opportunities to score a few more goals and win against Liverpool."

"Alright, Andre."

"If we win, you must pay for dinner tonight."

The locker room was in uproar.

This is Boas’s biggest problem.

He is too young, lacking authority in front of the players.

The halftime break passed.

Huang Kaiwen walked out of the locker room with his teammates.

The home team’s locker room was also coming out.

Gerrard walked up to Huang Kaiwen, stopped and said, "Kevin..."

"Hmm?"

Huang Kaiwen looked at Gerrard in confusion.

"Could you try to score yourself, and not create own-goals?"

Gerrard quickly whispered, "Jamie is already thinking of retiring, if this goes on I’m afraid he’ll really retire early."

Huang Kaiwen:...

This really wasn’t Mr. Huang’s fault.

The main problem is that Carragher already had a boosted shooting accuracy against Liverpool.

"Alright, I’ll try."

Huang Kaiwen nodded and said.

Gerrard breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, the atmosphere in the home locker room was truly terrible.

Falling behind by two goals wouldn’t destroy Liverpool, Xiang Keli had already instilled a soul into this team early on.

But having one of the goals being an own-goal by their own player is a bit hard to swallow.

Even Benitez didn’t have a better way to comfort the Liverpool players.

"Keep walking, keep walking, with hope in your heart, you’ll never walk alone..."

In the singing of Liverpool fans, the match resumed.

Kuyt pressed Huang Kaiwen, Huang Kaiwen passed horizontally to Joe Cole, Joe Cole got knocked down by Gerrard and immediately got up to confront Gerrard.

"Bastard, are you trying to kill me?"

Joe Cole pushed Gerrard and shouted.

"Hey hey, calm down buddy."

Gerrard raised both hands and kept backing up, "I just didn’t manage my strength well, relax, relax."

Mike Riley and Huang Kaiwen went up to separate the players.

"Another conflict happened, haha, Joe Cole always seems overly concerned about his body."

"Yes, looking at Joe Cole playing, you’ll notice, this season he’s very afraid of body contact, every time there’s contact his reactions are significant, the once genius player might be worried about getting injured again."

"That’s probably the case, but he needs to figure one thing out. He can’t let the fear of injury affect his performance on the field, or he might lose his place, although Chelsea currently only has rumors and no actual signings, the Premier League winter transfer window ends tomorrow, there’s no way to be sure if Chelsea won’t sign a few players at the last minute."