Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 424: 423 Key Keys Chapter 424: 423 Key Keys Walking leisurely and carefree.

Kelsey captured the football effortlessly, without encountering any hits or blocks, leaving Gibson and Ramsey, both with faces full of astonishment, watching helplessly as the football was snatched right before them—the word “IDIOTS!” bolded in their minds.

They had been tricked.

It was a moment later that the lineman Jackson dashed forward, fiercely colliding with Kelsey’s body.

But it was too late.

Berry clenched his fist, smashing it downward as cheers squeezed through his teeth, “Well done, well done, well done!”

Turning around, Berry gave White a solid bump, his smile fully blooming, “See, I told you, I told you earlier.”

One step, then another, the Kansas City Chiefs were closing in on their Super Bowl spot, their miraculous season gradually becoming a reality.

That joy and frenzy were roaring in his mind.

White: Cough, cough, coughing up blood, do not disturb.

“Touchdown!”

“Oh, touchdown.”

Honestly, Nantz was somewhat…

unable to get excited, looking at the field with a face full of surprise, and couldn’t help but turn to Romo, his eyes filled with astonishment and confusion.

The confrontation just now, so fierce, so intense, so contested, yet the final touchdown was—

Just this?

Is this normal?

Even Kelsey himself was full of astonishment; he was ready to celebrate passionately, but now it seemed he couldn’t muster the enthusiasm either.

So, a rare scene occurred on the field.

The hero who just scored was standing there with a smile, leisurely and carefree, and the other offensive players of the Kansas City Chiefs didn’t seem particularly excited either.

They approached Kelsey one by one to give him a high five, chatting casually like a group of college students on a field trip, smiles reaching their eyes.

In the bustling crowd, Ramsey looked towards Li Wei with a blank face, drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, his mind completely void of any thoughts:

So, what exactly just happened?

It was the same at the Old Oak Tavern in front of the TV.

“Oh yeah.”

The moment Kelsey made the catch, he shouted with raised arms, but after the cheer, he suddenly felt somewhat embarrassed and quietly picked up his beer bottle to chug, causing everyone else in the tavern to burst out laughing.

Romo noticed Nantz’s expression, the corners of his mouth revealing an embarrassed smile, and he didn’t know how to explain this ridiculous situation.

But this is competitive sports, ever-changing, where even those immersed in it can’t fully control the situation, unable to control the opponents or even themselves.

“The game… might just end here.”

Romo said.

As a commentator, although still a rookie in his first year, Romo was clear about his responsibility.

He needed to avoid favoring any side as much as possible, to avoid prematurely declaring the outcome, always maintaining a neutral and objective stance, ensuring the game was exciting and engaging for the viewers, and making the live broadcast attractive:

Suspense is the core.

However.

The current situation was different.

The Kansas City Chiefs, amid chaos and adversity, had clear thoughts, defined tactics, and most importantly, the players were united and focused.

The Jacksonville Jaguars were getting tougher and more ferocious, but also more chaotic and insecure, with the situation rapidly spiralling out of control.

From the current state of the game, the Kansas City Chiefs were engaged in a war of attrition, not focusing on scoring; the Jacksonville Jaguars, on the other hand, were attempting a blitzkrieg, trying to end the battle swiftly.

And the result?

It ended with the Kansas City Chiefs scoring a touchdown.

“24:0”.

The score, further widening the gap, was absolutely shocking, gradually killing the suspense of the outcome.

But that wasn’t the worst part; the real disaster was the morale of the Jacksonville Jaguars.

The defense’s eyes displayed irritation, anger, and confusion, wanting to vent but finding no outlet; the offense’s eyes showed bewilderment, timidity, and panic, because they realized the weight on their shoulders, and that if they couldn’t score, even a miraculous performance by the defense wouldn’t reverse this defeat.

Clearly, Romo had picked up on this and also realized the complete upheaval of the game’s situation, now watching helplessly as the Jacksonville Jaguars slid toward the brink of collapse.

Without a doubt, this was a scenario no one had anticipated before the start of the conference finals, not even Lawson and Bart, who were in the minority within “The League.”

Now, as a commentator, what Romo could do was limited; he could only sound the alarm in such a way, hoping the Jacksonville Jaguars could struggle a bit more, to not completely fall apart.

Isn’t it said that after abandoning all backups, one can burst forth with double the energy?@@novelbin@@

If the Jacksonville Jaguars don’t erupt in anger soon, they might…

never get the chance.

“The Jacksonville Jaguars…

still lack experience.”

Although this was true, they hadn’t anticipated just how evident it would become, nor that it would become a keyword in this game.

From pre-game preparation to on-the-spot adjustments to halftime tactical setups, experience played a crucial role.

The Kansas City Chiefs managed to have a slight edge in each aspect, but they layered these advantages to completely overturn the situation.

“Reed has been laying the groundwork all along, preparing, and looking back now, this offensive phase for the Kansas City Chiefs wasn’t even about scoring touchdowns or even scoring points, but about exhaustion.”

“Keeping the Jacksonville Jaguars’ defense engaged constantly, dragging out the game, depleting all the energy accumulated during the halftime break in the locker room, focusing on ground attacks to control the tempo, with Li Wei drawing fire playing the decoy, finally completely disrupting the Jacksonville Jaguars defense’s judgment.”

“So that by the time they finally scored a touchdown, the Jacksonville Jaguars’ defense was like a dish of loose sand, completely unable to form an effective resistance.”

“The team cooperation, which has been the Jacksonville Jaguars’ strongest and most outstanding aspect this season, was gradually disintegrating here, and that proved to be the most fatal.”

“Hmm.”

Lengthily, Romo exhaled, whether he said it aloud or not, the reality was already glaring:

The last turning point of the game might have already occurred.

Then.

Romo turned to look at Nantz, the two exchanged a glance with an unseen smile of helplessness on their lips, off-camera.

It wasn’t about the game’s outcome, but because the game was evidently about to collapse, which wasn’t good for the ratings.

But what Romo and Nantz didn’t know was that Goodell, quietly following this game, looked utterly satisfied—

According to Nielsen data, the National Conference final that ended in the afternoon attracted thirty-nine million viewers, continuing to break the highest record set in the 2017 season.

And the ongoing American League final had easily surpassed forty-five million in real-time viewership and was continuing to climb, seemingly approaching the fifty-million peak, numbers strong enough to silence all criticisms and objections.

Clearly, the arrangement for the night game was once again proven correct.

Even if the game was getting messy, it didn’t matter because Li Wei’s two touchdowns in the first half were spreading majestically across social networks without the need for any particular push from the NFL; netizens had already started a heated discussion voluntarily, causing the viewership in the second half to continuously reach new heights.

Goodell: “That kid Li Wei, truly a born superstar, the more critical and grand the stage, the more outstanding his performance.”