"Go Madrid, go Madrid, nobility and dignity..."
The game restarted.
The referee blew the whistle for the halftime break.
Ramos ran up and walked back with Huang Kaiwen.
At the sidelines, Capello handed over a towel, his trembling hand grabbing Huang Kaiwen's arm and said, "Kevin, maybe you shouldn't play the second half."
"Don't worry, coach. I'm fine."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
He still wanted to keep Rome scoreless today; if he left the field now, Real Madrid would definitely concede a goal.
Rome's attack wasn't weak at all, Totti and the others were in a state that could compete in the UEFA Champions League. Real Madrid's defenses, being disjointed, couldn't possibly hold them off.
"Kevin..."
Capello clutched Huang Kaiwen's arm, refusing to let go.
Huang Kaiwen was also a bit troubled.
The coach was maybe worrying too much.
Huang Kaiwen could only assure Capello, "I'll try not to slide-tackle in the second half, and I'll make my defensive moves smaller."
