After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 937 - 0317 Carragher: I am the Gold Medal Killer (Please Subscribe)_5
Several Chelsea fans exchanged glances.
They didn’t expect Mourinho to be like this in private.
Carragher’s own goal hat trick completely destroyed Liverpool’s confidence.
The game wasn’t even over, and they were already lying on the pitch, unwilling to get up.
Chelsea players celebrated in front of their penalty area, as if they had already won the match.
Ramos looked at the sidelines dissatisfied and said: "Kevin, that little assistant coach is planning to sub you out, letting you off after just scoring 4 goals. Does he have something against you?"
"Don’t talk nonsense."
Huang Kaiwen covered Ramos’s mouth and said, "Also, remember to call him Mr. Villas-Boas, he’s the coach, not some little assistant coach."
"Alright then."
Ramos nodded and said.
Since Kevin said so, there must be a reason.
Huang Kaiwen directly walked towards the sideline.
Huntelaar quickly reached out to grab Huang Kaiwen, gave him a strong hug, and said, "Your goal was really impressive. If I were half as good as you, I wouldn’t be sitting on the bench."
Huang Kaiwen smiled and patted Huntelaar on the shoulder, then lightly pushed him onto the field.
Dutch players really do have an eye for things and speak nicely.
Otherwise, suggest to Mr. Abramovich to buy a few more Dutch players later on.
Boas came over and put his arm around Huang Kaiwen’s shoulder, not at all afraid of Huang Kaiwen’s sweat getting on his expensive suit.
"I think we’ve already won, it’s better to rest a bit for now, and when we return to the Bernabeu, we’ll show them something." Boas said.
"You’re the boss, coach."
Huang Kaiwen smiled and said, "But I don’t have any grudges against Real Madrid."
"You’re the boss, Kevin."
Boas mimicked Huang Kaiwen.
Huang Kaiwen took a towel and sat back on the bench.
In the final stages of the match, Joe Cole took a corner kick from the right, finding Drogba, who sealed the score at 8:1 with a header.
The whistle for full time sounded.
Stamford Bridge had become a sea of joy.
Even though they had scored double digits against Manchester City earlier, the battles between the BIG4 are currently the strongest duels in the Premier League.
Today’s thrashing of Liverpool made history and proved that Chelsea’s strength is formidable.
The fans in the stands were jumping up and down shoulder to shoulder, shouting Huang Kaiwen’s name.
Huang Kaiwen followed his teammates to thank the fans.
"Kevin, do you want to go to the press conference?"
Boas came up and asked.
"Forget it, I’m a bit tired."
Huang Kaiwen said.
"Alright then, John, you go to the press conference."
Boas put his arm around Terry and walked towards the player tunnel.
Attending a press conference is also one of the captain’s responsibilities.
Post-match press conference.
Benitez simply didn’t show up.
His assistant said a few words and then quickly left.
This didn’t stop Fleet Street from writing an article later on about "Benitez furious, clashes in the Liverpool dressing room." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
"John, tell us why we won so much today?"
"Vilas, can you tell us the secret of today’s big victory?"
"Real Madrid is getting back on track, do you have confidence in the upcoming game against Real Madrid?"
"Why was Kevin subbed off early?"
"Why did Bosingwa appear in the defensive midfield position?"
"Mr. Boas, your results with the team are better than Mourinho’s, does this mean you are the more suitable coach for Chelsea?"
Boas smiled.
Although being the head coach sounds exciting.
But he still felt Mourinho was a bit stronger than him.
Seeing Mourinho’s work up close, he saw it all clearly.
Once the reporters finished asking, Boas started to speak: "First of all, Jose is one of the most important people in the team. The tactics and starting lineup are all arranged by him. The victory isn’t all my credit. As for the secret to the big win, I can only tell you that Kevin was key. As for the game against Real Madrid, I think Chelsea won’t have any problems. We are a team capable of conquering Europe, and we won’t fear who the opponent is on the road to conquering Europe."
Terry immediately continued, "When we went into the dressing room at halftime, Ashley popped open champagne. Yes, just as you imagined. At that moment, I didn’t feel good, but Kevin stood up and told us that popping champagne too early would be a joke if we lost. He delivered an inspiring speech, encouraging us to continue attacking in the second half, and as you saw, the whole team defended our honor with goals."
"Does that mean Kevin is more suitable for the captaincy than you?"
A reporter asked.
Terry glanced at the reporter who asked the question.
The damn reporter was trying to stir up trouble between him and Kevin.
Terry shook his head and said, "Who is captain doesn’t matter. If Kevin wants the armband, I will willingly give it to him, but I don’t think he’s that kind of person. If you understand Kevin in real life, you’ll find that he’s a very easy-going and generous person. Everyone in the team likes having him as a teammate."
"Tell us about Carragher’s own goal hat trick."
"All I can say is that he’s an unlucky guy. Sometimes defenders score own goals, he just happened to score more than usual today."
Terry stood up and said, "We still have celebrations to attend to for our victory, so we won’t be answering your questions here anymore."
Boas stood up with a smile, not forgetting to nod to the reporters.
The lessons he learned from the two fallen old nobles were constantly on display.
Back in the locker room, Boas declined the players’ invitation to celebrate.
Huang Kaiwen and Ramos also left the nightclub early, as they both had other activities the next day.
After returning home, Huang Kaiwen slumped on the sofa.
This Chelsea group of nightlife enthusiasts sure know how to party, even just sitting for a while at the nightclub after the game left him exhausted.
