Chapter 427
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Bustling.
Spectacular.
The entire league was cheering, celebrating an unprecedented scene of excitement—
including neutral fans.
Finally!
The Super Bowl stage had finally welcomed new faces, finally breaking away from those repeatedly seen old faces, finally moving past the same old repetitive tales!
Indeed, without superstars, without legends, there seemed to be a lack of topics.
But never forget, the Super Bowl itself is the biggest stage in North America for creating gods, witnessing the defining moments of ascending to greatness every year.
This year, it was set to herald the birth of new superstars, an exhilarating prospect.
However, not everyone was happy.
In Jacksonville, at the Perpetual Bank Center.
It was somewhat desolate.
The louder the noise, the deeper the sorrow; the crazier the frenzy, the more bitter the taste.@@novelbin@@
It was only at this moment that people remembered, this was an away game.
A small portion of the audience stayed out of courtesy, a small portion applauded and cheered for the Jacksonville Jaguars’ thrilling season, but more had left their seats early, escaping this heartbreaking scene.
The higher the hopes were lifted, the harder the disappointment crashed down; from being the top favorite to win the Super Bowl to facing a crushing defeat without the power to retaliate, no one in Jacksonville could sleep that night.
Looking at the large swathes of empty seats in the stadium, the atmosphere of celebration could hardly thicken; but it had no effect on the Kansas City Chiefs.
Victory was victory, champions were champions—
Forget about everyone else, even the Kansas City Chiefs themselves hadn’t anticipated the season’s trajectory, each one now caught in ecstatic joy.
Incredibly, just a year earlier, the Kansas City Chiefs had been thrown into disarray by their shocking defeat to the Pittsburgh Steelers while holding the second seed, causing not just fan outrage, but an atmosphere of suspicion and alarm within the team.
The coaching staff, Reed included, faced a full-blown crisis of confidence.
In the end, the team executed an internal reorganization by firing the team manager, hoping for a turnaround in the following season.
And now?
In the span of one year, they had turned the tide, completely rewriting their story.
The team manager Veach entered the field at the first opportunity, appeared beside Reed, giving the chubby mascot of a head coach a big hug with a clear and refreshed look, unable to hide the joy in his expression.
“Coach!”
However, Reed didn’t turn around.
Veach followed Reed’s gaze and instantly saw Li Wei, surrounded by a tight circle.
The offensive group, the defensive group, including those usually aloof from the crowd in the Special Duty Group, everyone came forward to pat Li Wei’s helmet and affectionately call out “rookie” with beaming smiles, dancing for joy, celebrating unrestrained.
Just one season was all it took for Li Wei to quietly undergo a transformation and growth.
The rookie was still the same rookie, the one who had only been in the world of football for two years; but the rookie was no longer that ignorant newcomer.
He was helping the Kansas City Chiefs through a pivotal transformation.
Who could have thought, the key they so desperately sought was held by a running back?
Reed didn’t turn around, instead, he revealed a meaningful smile.
“That’s the voice we need.”
A smile crept onto Veach’s face, nodding repeatedly, “I know.
I know!”
Unbidden, Veach recalled that afternoon at last year’s draft.
Reed watched game tapes over and over, his small eyes sparkling, then told him with unwavering conviction:
This is the future of the team.
At that moment, Veach truly thought Reed had lost his mind.
But now?
Just then, Veach noticed a figure, his expression slightly changed, revealing a hint of concern, and he was about to step forward when Reed stopped him.
“Coach?”
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“Don’t worry, rookie will handle it.”
…
It wasn’t just Reed, Fournette was also watching the scene unfold.
Fournette had been hesitating and struggling, should he step forward and shake hands with Li Wei?
And with what attitude should he face this rival?
On one hand, he still believed that he himself was the best running back for the past two years, Henry, Li Wei, McCaffrey—step aside.
On the other hand, he couldn’t ignore the brutal fact that this season, Li Wei’s performance in both regular season and playoffs was overwhelmingly superior.
He wanted to stand in front of Li Wei proudly and issue a challenge, but his nature caused his body to stiffen, unable to move.
Then, Fournette saw Ramsey.
Enemy or teammate, he was the kind of hot-head who would indiscriminately lash out at anyone.
Even within the Jacksonville Jaguars, Ramsey was a loose cannon, “I am who I am, a unique firework,” and there were many players who disliked Ramsey for standing up for Bortles, but Ramsey had no intention of changing.
Now, as Fournette watched Ramsey approach Li Wei, he felt a bit of excitement after a brief moment of shock—only a small bench and a bag of chips were missing.
Was it normal to have such a spectator’s mentality?
With a turn, Li Wei saw Ramsey brazenly standing before him.
Feet apart, head up, chest out, tilting his head slightly, Ramsey sized up Li Wei in a weird posture, his face indifferent and inscrutable, yet with an imposing attitude and unmistakable presence, as if about to break into rap like Eminem—
“Give me a beat.”
As a rap battle seemed imminent, Ramsey crossed his arms in front of him, ready to unleash his energy.
Li Wei couldn’t hold back, “Where’s your gold tooth?”
Clearly, Ramsey hadn’t expected that, caught off guard, “I… don’t have… a gold tooth…”
Stammering and fumbling, Ramsey actually followed up with an answer.
What kind of a simpleton was this?
A smile appeared at the bottom of Li Wei’s eyes.
Ramsey still didn’t understand the meaning behind Li Wei’s words just then, but he straightened up, cleared his throat, and loudly said to Li Wei,
“Jalen Ramsey.
Number 20.
Playing cornerback.”
Out of the blue, Ramsey introduced himself.
If he wasn’t mistaken, the game was over, so wasn’t it a bit late for introductions now?
This time, it was Li Wei’s turn to be thoroughly confused.
Ramsey didn’t mind and continued to explain.
“I just didn’t want you to forget my name when you’re dissing someone at the post-game press conference, just a reminder.”
“Hey, no matter how you attack, I will just shut up today because this is what you’ve earned, you deserve today’s victory.”
“But,”
“Next time we meet, I will make you remember my name with my actions.”
Proud and resolute, neither humble nor arrogant.
Li Wei looked at the trash-talker before him with new respect.
At the post-game press conference, when interviewed, Ramsey said that, in fact, he didn’t like Sherman or corners with his own style.
Media: ???
“Little Sherman” doesn’t like Sherman, what does that mean?
Sherman was about to explode, but he simmered down upon hearing the second half of the remark, alright, all is well.
Ramsey emphasized again that he preferred corners like Revis, who are quiet, diligent, and focused on the game.
Today’s match proved this with Revis’s outstanding performance.
“Actually, I tried to disrupt Li Wei the same way I disrupt AJ Green, but Li Wei was completely unfazed; instead, I ended up distracting myself.”
“I think, that’s Li Wei’s way to shut me up.”
Indeed, when Ramsey went off, he didn’t spare even himself.
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