Raul kissed his ring, then ran towards Huang Kaiwen.
Guti had already sprinted over, followed by three Dutchmen.
When Raul got to Huang Kaiwen, he couldn't squeeze past.
Fortunately, he had grown accustomed to this last season; at least Ramos wasn't there, so he wouldn't be inexplicably knocked flying.
Juan de Ramos waved Boulahrouz over to his side.
With an arm around Boulahrouz's shoulder, he said, "You must keep an eye on Kevin. As I said before, even if every person is responsible for an area, the defensive midfielder must put enough pressure on Kevin."
"But he isn't running at all, should I just stand by him the entire time?"
Boulahrouz couldn't help but retort.
If it were like last season, he could have followed Huang Kaiwen around.
But today, Huang Kaiwen was just strolling, making him feel like a fool just standing by. As a professional player, whenever Raul or Robben burst through his teammates, Boulahrouz's instinct was to go and cover, which was hard to change.
