Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 428: See you later at 427 Chapter 428: See you later at 427 Indeed, Ramsey was a different breed of fireworks – when he went crazy, even he himself wasn’t spared; moreover, he was relentless, to the extent that no one else could get a word in.

There was no need to wait for the post-game press conference.

Standing in front of Li Wei, Ramsey had already started shooting off his mouth, his face an open book of serene confidence and composure.

Li Wei was somewhat surprised.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his voice and said, “Sorry, I’m not good at remembering names.

I just don’t have that talent.

If I hadn’t watched the movie ‘Mr.

and Mrs.

Smith,’ right now, I wouldn’t even remember the name of our quarterback.”

For the first time, Li Wei did not launch an attack, but openly admitted to his shortcoming—

All along, Li Wei had never mentioned this to the media because he knew they would twist the facts, considering it merely an excuse to cover up arrogance, or arrogant sophistry, and it could even become a vulnerability for the media and opponents to target.

He always believed that in the arena of competitive sports, actions spoke louder than words.

However.

The sincerity and forthrightness of Ramsey before him made Li Wei think differently, so he also spoke generously about the matter.

Ramsey was taken aback, then showed a look of sudden realization:

With this, many things made sense.

Without suspicion, without speculation, and even without hesitation, Ramsey simply believed it.

The Madman didn’t mind, and with a wave of his hand said, “No problem, most names aren’t worth remembering, not important at all.

After all, in thirty years, no one will remember them.”

This…

Bang, bang, bang.

Ramsey, true to his name, was a master of widespread indiscriminate attacks; his offhand remark, like a burst of machine-gun fire, left countless casualties across the League, shattered many a kneecap, making those who should kneel and those who shouldn’t, all kneel down.

Yet, Ramsey remained calm-faced, completely oblivious to the lethality of his words, and calmly continued speaking to Li Wei.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t remember my name; but in the near future, I will make you remember it.

I hope you don’t disappear too quickly like a shooting star.”

“You know, running back, there are too many shooting stars, and they vanish too quickly.”

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, a barrage of arrows aimed at Li Wei’s back, firing from every direction.

Li Wei didn’t mind, his smile now fully blossomed, “Thanks for the concern.” But perhaps, Cornerback, you should worry about yourself – injuries are also major obstacles.

Ramsey, as if not tasting the jest and mockery in Li Wei’s words, still looked at him intently, “Before I beat you, please be sure to keep on being strong.

That’s what makes a challenge interesting, after all.”

He took a step back, ready to turn around, but then halted his steps.

“Oh, good luck at the Super Bowl.”

“Losing to a Super Bowl Champion sounds better than losing to a Super Bowl failure.”

This time, Ramsey didn’t stay any longer, nor did he wait for Li Wei’s response, turning around and walking away—

Ramsey, indeed, was quite a character.

“Rookie, what did that guy just say?” Kelsey came over, his face wary as he watched Ramsey walk away.

Li Wei revealed a smile, “He came over for a personal introduction.”

Kelsey: “Huh????”

Seeing Kelsey with a host of question marks above his head, Li Wei couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

In the distance, Fournette, who watched the scene quietly, chose to give up.

He never mustered the courage, had no confidence to stand in front of Li Wei; from NCAA to the Heisman Trophy, from the draft to the playoffs, having lost all the way here, he was now disheveled and in disarray.

He wasn’t prepared mentally.

Next time, the next encounter, he’ll be sure to beat Li Wei.

Secretly letting out a sigh, Fournette turned to leave, but suddenly cried out in surprise,

“Ah!

Ah…”

The voice uncontrollably trembling, off-key, knees going weak.

It was Caldwell.

He stood behind like a ghost, watching Fournette quietly, those eyes deeply piercing into Fournette’s.

All the hairs on Fournette’s spine stood on end.

Overlooking Fournette, Caldwell saw Li Wei, emotions stirring in the depths of his eyes, then looked back at Fournette, the corner of his mouth revealing a smile.

“Leonard, we need to talk.”

Fournette felt the muscles in his inner thighs tremble violently.

Could he refuse?

Although next season’s schedule had not been announced, it was a nailed-on certainty by the rules that Kansas City Chiefs and Jacksonville Jaguars, both having finished first in their division, would clash again in the regular season.

The game had just ended, and whether it was Ramsey or Caldwell, they were already targeting their next encounter.

Indeed, it was something to look forward to, and who doesn’t love a story of revenge?

However, the Jacksonville Jaguars could already look forward to next season, but the Chiefs could not—

The season had one final, most important game left.

The ultimate showdown!

So, celebration?

No, no, no, it was not time for celebrations yet.

The daily routine of the season had to remain undisturbed, and everything had to strictly follow the rhythm of the biological clock.

Ding-dong!

Ding-dong!

The doorbell rang, tearing through the darkness and echoing continuously in the room, forcibly yanking Li Wei from his slumber into a groggy awakening.

Li Wei was somewhat confused.

Checking his phone, it was six-thirty.

Thirty minutes to go before the alarm.

Li Wei had to admit, he hadn’t had enough sleep.

To be precise, he was still not accustomed to the lengthy NFL season.

In the NCAA season, there was a three-week break in December, and the playoffs ended in the first week of January; but now, approaching the end of January, the NFL season was still going on, to be accurate, for two more weeks.

Two weeks ago, during the divisional game against the New England Patriots, Li Wei could already feel the challenge of the lengthy season.

The intensity had increased, and the period had extended, posing new challenges to physical reserves—

At this moment, Li Wei’s rookie status was felt more acutely than ever.

It wasn’t just about experience.

If it was just experience, Li Wei’s accumulated training had gathered a wealth of it, including the Super Bowl stage.

That was why he could perform so maturely and skillfully on the field.

It was more about adapting to the intensity, building up physical reserves, and adjusting to a prolonged season—everything was a first-time experience.

Even though the coaching staff and teammates were helping, his body still needed to adapt, bit by bit.

So.

They arrived in Kansas City on a flight early this morning, headed to his residence, and Li Wei plunged straight into a deep sleep, having set his alarm to give himself an extra half hour.

Just right, as the team had a three-day break coming up—@@novelbin@@

The best news was that there was a week off after the conference finals, which would be Pro Bowl and Skills Showdown weekend.

A week after that would be the Super Bowl.

This provided both Super Bowl teams with a week to rest and adjust.

Ansen had already arranged everything for the first day off.

Morning, sleep.

Breakfast.

Then, sleep.

Lunch.

Then, sleep.

This was the most straightforward and basic recovery method, just sleep until fully rested, and only then in the afternoon arrange some light workout to loosen the body and adjust the rhythm.

But there was an unexpected visitor interrupting the plan at half-past six in the morning?

Li Wei glanced outside the bedroom window—

Just a pitch-black darkness.

The first light of dawn hadn’t yet broken through the dark of winter, so who was it that was shattering his peaceful dreams so early in the morning?

Could it be a prank?

Ding-dong!

Ding-dong!

The doorbell kept ringing, persistent and relentless.