Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 430: had a great time talking Chapter 430: had a great time talking Previously, Li Wei heard Houston complain that one time at 1:30 a.m., someone knocked on his door, and he thought it was a middle-of-the-night burglary.

He had even prepared a baseball bat and firearms, only to find out it was a surprise late-night doping test.

Houston was both speechless and amused.

Not just Li Wei, Kelsey and the others also thought Houston was talking nonsense.

Who would perform a surprise doping test at 1:30 a.m.?

But now, Li Wei believed it.

One shouldn’t think that something doesn’t exist just because they haven’t experienced it themselves; clearly, the League had grown quite accustomed to choosing odd hours for these surprise inspections.

After carefully checking the credentials and confirming the identity, Li Wei politely returned them to the inspector and headed straight to the kitchen.

“Sorry, I’m not feeling it right now, I need a drink of water.”@@novelbin@@

Black-faced Yama wasn’t surprised, “If it’s not enough, you can have two glasses.”

Li Wei glanced over at him.

Black-faced Yama explained, “Based on my experience, the human body can tolerate a maximum of six glasses of water in a short period before they must eliminate it.

No matter who it is, once they reach six glasses, we will definitely be able to collect a sample.”

“Don’t worry, one glass of water is enough for me.”

After drinking a glass of water, Li Wei gestured for the inspector to follow him into the bathroom—

He had to complete the sample collection within the inspector’s line of sight.

“Honestly, seeing you makes me kind of happy,” Li Wei began to make small talk.

The Black-faced Yama gave him a “you’re insane” look, doubting his ears.

He had visited so many players, and none had ever welcomed him before.

Especially not at this hour.

Li Wei shrugged lightly, “There was no surprise test after last week’s divisional game, and I was getting unaccustomed to it.

I started to reflect on myself.”

“Was it that my performance wasn’t outstanding enough?

Or was my performance below the League’s expectations?

Otherwise, why wouldn’t they surprise test me?”

“Thank God, you finally showed up.”

Black-faced Yama: …

He didn’t speak or smile, but you could tell from the twitching of his lips that he was either speechless or trying to suppress a laugh.

“But really, what’s with this timing?” Li Wei spread his hands, his face a picture of helplessness, “It’s tough on you, and it’s tough on me.

Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing here?”

Black-faced Yama couldn’t hold back and a smile appeared in his eyes, but he quickly got it under control, continuing to maintain his usual expressionless demeanor.

“Perhaps this is proof of your exceptional performance in the conference finals.

They were probably thinking that a surprise attack before dawn might reveal something that wouldn’t be detected otherwise.”

Turns out, he was The Stoic Jester.

Li Wei lifted his chin slightly, “Like a UFO.”

Pfft.

Black-faced Yama clearly laughed, but it was fleeting.

He quickly regained control and nodded seriously in agreement, “Like a UFO indeed.”

No sooner had the words been spoken than Li Wei had already completed the sampling and handed it over to him directly.

Black-faced Yama was already on standby, donning blue rubber gloves and completing a series of sealing actions in front of Li Wei, finally securing the sample and attaching a label.

Black-faced Yama exhaled softly, almost imperceptibly.

If only other players were as cooperative as this.

He once performed a test on Wide Receiver Josh Gordon, who stubbornly held his urine for four hours under his watch, from the afternoon till evening—

In the end, Gordon still couldn’t withstand the onslaught of six glasses of water and had to give a sample reluctantly.

And unsurprisingly, it tested positive.

However, he considered himself lucky.

At least there was no physical confrontation.

It wasn’t the first or second time that Gordon had resisted a doping test and gotten hands-on.

Anyway, the story ended with the genius quarterback from the Cleveland Browns failing the test more than once, missing nearly three seasons from beginning to end, until last year, in November of the 2017 season, he returned to the field and, after three years, scored a touchdown reception again.

However, this repeat offender is still a prime target closely watched by the entire League.

“So, how do you send the samples to the lab?”

Li Wei’s voice came again, interrupting Black-faced Yama’s thoughts.

Black-faced Yama looked up again but did not understand what Li Wei meant.

Li Wei explained.

“Does it need the Avengers to step in?

You know, league-level secrecy.”

Ha.

Ha.

It turned out to be a joke.

Black-faced Yama gave Li Wei a dead-fish eye glare, “Two drivers, eight armed security guards on shifts, ensuring that the samples are delivered to the lab within twenty-four hours.”

Finally, he joked back.

Li Wei’s face showed disappointment, “I was actually looking forward to a ‘Fast & Furious 5′ scenario.”

Black-faced Yama gave Li Wei another glance.

In theory, a player like Li Wei, both a rookie and of Asian descent, seemed like an outcast barging into the Football world that all of North America is fanatic about, and would often face a siege and exclusion.

Even in 2017 and 2018, some ingrained concepts could still not be completely changed—

That’s why the Kansas City Chiefs’ game in Foxborough sparked so many fireworks.

However.

That wasn’t the case.

At least from the news and experience of Black-faced Yama, people always had a good impression of Li Wei, not just the Kansas City Chiefs’ players and staff, but also the rumors around the League from those who had direct and indirect contact with him were generally positive.

Originally, he thought it was Goodell’s doing in the background, but now it seemed that even Goodell, as the League commissioner, couldn’t stop the myriad of voices.

Just like the New England Patriots.

Despite them being the dominators of the League, the internal disputes about Belichick’s impersonal, militaristic management never ceased, and the voices of dislike and even hatred toward them were louder than imagined.

The truth of the matter was that Li Wei’s ability to earn widespread acclaim inside the League was probably not a coincidence.

“Twenty-four hours.”

He said.

Li Wei looked over with a face full of question marks.

Black-faced Yama explained, “After the Super Bowl, normally, players from both teams are tested for drugs, and within the following twenty-four hours, there might still be random spot checks.”

Li Wei lifted his chin slightly, “So, have you ever shown up at a team’s victory celebration party to request players provide samples for testing?”

Black-faced Yama: …

“More than once.”

“Haha,” Li Wei couldn’t hold back his laughter as he imagined the scene, no wonder there was always a drama playing out between the players and the League every now and then, “I’m really looking forward to seeing you or your colleague’s presence in the middle of the night sometime soon.”

After a brief reaction, Black-faced Yama realized what Li Wei meant by that.

Involuntarily, a smile appeared in his eyes, but because of his position, he couldn’t express personal opinions or disclose excess information, so he still controlled himself, raising the toolbox in his hand, “Thanks for cooperating, I need to go hand over the samples to Captain America now.”

Li Wei’s face remained composed, “Please say hello to Black Widow for me.”

Although it started unexpectedly and the atmosphere wasn’t pleasant; it ended on a relaxed note.

After seeing off Black-faced Yama, Li Wei returned to his warm bed, and as the snow fluttered outside the window, in the rustling sounds, the whole world quieted down.