Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 693: 692 A possibility
 

They advanced and retreated, a hidden surge bubbling beneath the surface.

Reed glanced at Harbaugh, seemingly trying to assess whether Harbaugh truly didn’t understand or was just playing dumb. In the calmness of the conversation, he had already switched the topic.

He even turned the object of attack onto Reed himself in a teasing manner.

However, Reed didn’t reveal his own suspicions.

“Hehe.”

Reed chuckled softly, without a change in his composure.

“You’re the same. I’m still not sure whether you’re genuinely interested in Li Wei or if it’s purely a smoke bomb.”

Harbaugh laughed out loud, “No matter what happened before, but now I can certainly say it’s a hundred percent interest, I regret missing out on Li Wei.”

Reed didn’t believe a word of it. Compared to Pederson, Harbaugh was indeed more shrewd and cunning. This cleverness and astuteness had been proven in the past in the tactical battles of the games, where Harbaugh could indeed arm-wrestle with any strong team—

Perhaps the Baltimore Ravens might not win every battle, but they could certainly make their opponents suffer greatly.

Reed wasn’t arrogant, nor would he continue to rely on his seniority as a teacher; he and Harbaugh now stood on an equal competitive footing.

Reed, “Instead, you now have a quarterback, the cornerstone of the team.”

Harbaugh seemed not to taste the probe in Reed’s words and instead followed Reed’s gaze, “Coach, what do you think of Jackson?”

Reed looked deep, “Haha, close, I was this close to betraying my own advice, John, I won’t get myself into trouble.”

“Haha,” Harbaugh laughed, immediately understanding the subtext of Reed’s words, “To make a coach cautious, that in itself is a positive affirmation.”

“Coach, I look forward to our next meeting.”

Reed shook Harbaugh’s right hand, “Hehe, I’m not looking forward to it at all.”

A small joke, and both men broke out into hearty laughter.

From Reed and Harbaugh to Mahomes and Jackson, to Li Wei and Edwards, and finally to the defensive groups each with their own strengths and characteristics, the game between the Kansas City Chiefs and the Baltimore Ravens turned out to be unexpectedly captivating.

Romo watched the field, squinting his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of profoundness.

“I have a special feeling, perhaps in the future we will witness another powerful duel between these two teams, today is merely the first of countless times to come, it seems we are witnessing the arrival of a youth storm?”

Nantz was slightly taken aback, “A youth storm, ‘Mahomes vs. Jackson’?”

Romo shrugged slightly but didn’t answer directly, “The audience can interpret it for themselves.”

Although he didn’t say it, Romo’s gaze quietly fell on Li Wei.

Without a doubt, the NFL is still dominated by passing offenses, with running backs facing unprecedented challenges; but as long as Li Wei is there, Romo remains curious and can continue to anticipate.

Romo knew that relying on a single running back to change the entire development trajectory of the league and the industry was nearly an impossible task, as evident from the current plight of Le’Veon Bell.

But if it were Li Wei, there might still be… a bit of possibility.

These past two seasons, the young quarterbacks have been garnering attention like never before, a youth storm is quietly brewing, and Romo is curious about Li Wei’s future, looking forward to exploring more possibilities by following in Li Wei’s footsteps.

The anticipation was heating up, little by little.

Clearly, it wasn’t just Romo. Nantz had also noticed the subtext in his partner’s words and followed Romo’s gaze.

In sight, the entire Arrowhead Stadium was still celebrating their hero—

Li Wei! Li Wei! Li Wei!

Over and over again, circling in the sunset for a long time.

The rolling heat waves surged continuously at Arrowhead Stadium, and even after the game ended, they did not dissipate quickly but slowly settled in the air, quietly churning.

Night fell.

Kansas City seemed to chill within a mere thirty minutes, with a drastic drop in temperature. Even wrapped in down jackets, the piercing cold wind always found a gap, penetrating the bloodstream relentlessly, yet it never cooled the boiling blood—

The fervor remained high for a long time.

Some discussed the game with excitement, some sang with all their might, some just chuckled happily, and others were tipsy in the festive atmosphere… Hours after the game ended, Kansas City’s celebration was just beginning.

Because of this hard-fought victory, it continued the Kansas City Chiefs’ undefeated home record for this season.

And with the defeat of the Baltimore Ravens, the Kansas City Chiefs’ record for the season reached eleven wins and two losses. According to analyses of other competitors in the American League, this meant the Kansas City Chiefs secured their playoff spot three weeks in advance, advancing to the playoffs for the fourth consecutive year—

For the defending champions, this was good news.

Of course, the competition for the American League’s seeding position was not over, with the New England Patriots hot on their heels. If the Kansas City Chiefs wanted to ensure full home-field advantage for the playoffs, they could not relax in the upcoming games.

But the celebration wasn’t just for this victory alone. This young team continued their outstanding performance during key moments from last season, showing resilience and fighting spirit. In the fierce battle where bayonets saw red, they managed to have the last laugh. This is what the Kansas City Chiefs needed and will play an important role on the playoff stage.

This city, these fans, had countless reasons to celebrate with abandon.

Arrowhead Stadium was just a microcosm.

At the stadium’s back gate, a throng of fans gathered, braving the bitter wind and the thick night as they waited for their heroes.

Time felt long, as the post-game press conference, post-game massages, relaxation, and so forth occupied the players. In the blink of an eye, two hours slipped through the fingers, yet there was still no sign of the Kansas City Chiefs players.

The temperature kept dropping, the wild wind kept howling, and one needed courage just to stand outside, let alone stand still and wait for a long time.

Slowly, very slowly, one began to lose feeling in their toes and the tip of their nose.

Despite this, the fans in the back parking lot relished the moment.

They sang, they danced, they cheered, holding their own celebration party in the parking lot, driving away the cold with their actions.

Karen was a bit worried, checking Felix’s cheeks and palms for the third time. Although Felix was wrapped up tight, like a dumpling, the exposed cheeks were still cold, giving Karen an uncontrollable sense of anxiety.

Seeing this, Felix appeared slightly helpless, “Mom, I’m fine. Really.”

Karen didn’t believe it, “Felix, we can contact the team directly, or Li Wei’s agent. We can just tell Li Wei through a call or an email, there’s no need for us to do it personally. Your health… ”

Felix stopped his mother, They had had this conversation more than once or twice, “I want to do it myself. Because it’s a promise I made to Annie.”

Karen furrowed her brows, “Then let’s pick another day, perhaps during team practice… ”

Felix said, “Mom, if the team starts practicing, they’ll be preparing for the next game. I don’t want to interfere with the team’s routine for preparing for battle.”

Karen replied, “It’s just one hour, it won’t affect the team’s practice.”

In the midst of their argument, players began to emerge one after another, and the crowd of fans started cheering enthusiastically.

Felix could no longer pay attention to his mother and clumsily pushed his wheelchair forward, sticking his head out in search of someone in the crowd.