Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 473: 472 Philly Special Chapter 473: 472 Philly Special Tense.

Deadlocked.

Suffocating.

The Super Bowl, as befitting of its name, saw an entirely tense match where both the Philadelphia Eagles and Kansas City Chiefs exposed their youthful naivety, each making mistakes that continuously altered the course of the game.

With tug and pull, twists and turns, the Kansas City Chiefs edged ahead slightly and pushed the Philadelphia Eagles to the brink of a cliff.

Yet, Pederson once again demonstrated decisiveness, exemplifying courage—

The so-called “patricide” was not mere talk.

With eight seconds left in the first half, in the Red Zone, it was fourth and one yard to go but also fourth down to touchdown.

The Philadelphia Eagles chose to go for it.

The reason lay in Pederson’s resolve.

Of course, the Philadelphia Eagles could have gone for a field goal, securing three points and entering the halftime break with a slim “19:17” lead, a strategy in itself.

But at the same time, the Philadelphia Eagles also had the option to adopt an even more aggressive, forceful, and bold strategy, attempting a fourth-down touchdown rush—

If successful, the Philadelphia Eagles would score a touchdown, entering halftime with a six-point advantage and seizing the upper hand in terms of momentum and morale.

If they failed, the Philadelphia Eagles would leave the Kansas City Chiefs with an awkward starting position for offense and very little remaining time, almost ensuring they wouldn’t sink further into the mire; besides, the team would only be trailing by one point at halftime, a negligible difference that wouldn’t affect confidence.

Most importantly, going for it on fourth down showcased a certain mental toughness, embodying the Philadelphia Eagles’ determination and conviction to win at all costs.

Pederson came prepared, from the tactical to the spiritual level.

In that instant, the game tensed up entirely, propelling the first half’s deadlock to a new peak as both teams demonstrated unstoppable determination—

When narrow paths cross, the brave prevail.

When the brave meet, the wise win.

On the field, the situation changed abruptly.

Foles had already positioned the offensive group for the play but stood up straight to adjust the strategy just before the snap, an unusual atmosphere spreading through the air.

If the quarterback standing there was Peyton Manning, his on-the-fly adjustments would be a signature tactic, a masterclass in command.

But Foles?

Few knew that after being cut by the Kansas City Chiefs last season, Foles had seriously considered retiring and was already mentally prepared for it.

Why was Foles modifying the play?

And how was he planning to change it?

In a split second, the contest between the offensive and defensive groups reached its apex.

The air was ablaze.

“Philly Special.”

Foles called out.

Then.

Foles stepped forward again.

He had initially stood five yards directly behind the center Jason Kelce alongside running back Clement, which appeared to be a shotgun formation.

But now he moved back behind Jason Kelce, continuously shouting at the players in the offensive group.@@novelbin@@

“Philly, Philly.”

Once, then again.

Foles made sure every member of the offensive group heard his call.

Houston felt a bit uneasy, sensing that something was off, but he could not articulate why.

With no time left to change tactics in the blink of an eye, the reactive defensive group had to be ready for anything.

Houston kept his calm and swiftly glanced at Foles through his peripheral vision.

Foles was already moving towards the extreme right side of the offensive line.

Wait, the snap?

Houston was startled.

Without any warning, suddenly, the Philadelphia Eagles signaled the snap.

Wait, what?

Bang, bang, bang!

The Kansas City Chiefs Defense almost reflexively surged forward, clashing first with the Philadelphia Eagles’ offensive line.

They displayed the strength in Red Zone defense that had served them well all season, not only exerting enough pressure at the line of scrimmage but also having their second-line defense pile on, tirelessly shadowing their marks with an overwhelming pressure.

However, Houston was still struggling to cope—

Where was the football?

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Since Foles was behind the Tackle on offense, to whom was the football passed?

The answer is Clement.

From running back to Wide Receiver, Clement was actually challenging the quarterback!

No.

Way.

Jason Kelce sent the football directly and accurately into Clement’s arms.

Clement seemed to realize he had become the target, grabbing the football as if it were a hot potato, executing a ninety-degree turn to his left without any hesitation, and, without the ball sticking to his hands, lightly tossed the football towards the back left.

Not forward, but backward.

The target, astonishingly, was Trey Burton.

The third Tight End.

Not the first Tight End, not the second, but the undrafted third Tight End, Burton, who, just like Clement, had almost no opportunities to play throughout the season, serving as a backup to the backup Tight End.

However, at this moment, Burton stood in the spotlight.

Originally, Burton was lined up on the left.

After the kickoff, he turned and ran back, moving laterally in the back diagonally from Clement’s parallel position.

Catch the ball, run, move sideways.

Burton swept by like a gust of wind, reaching out to scoop the football.

Then he crossed the entire gap behind the protective “Pocket” from left to right, circling behind Clement to arrive at the right side of the “Pocket”.

Immediately after, the pass.

The Kansas City Chiefs Defense completely lost the rhythm, thoroughly swept up in the Philadelphia Eagles’ dizzying offensive strategy, with no time to think or respond, only able to stick to their tactical positions.

Forward line, apply pressure.

Second line, stick close.

However!

But!

The Chieftain had a matchup mistake—

Burton, passed the ball.

Gliding effortlessly across the entire “Pocket”, from left to right, without hesitation or delay, not giving the Kansas City Chiefs Defense any time to react, even before the defenders could shift their attention to follow the football, he lifted his right hand for a light toss, and the football was already airborne.

The passing target, Nick Foles.

On the right side of the end zone, wide open, although the Kansas City Chiefs Defense was closely marking every potential receiver, they completely missed Foles, an unexpected receiver.

Foles, standing in an opening with no blocking or hitting to worry about, received Burton’s pass with ease after turning around.

Then, like a wind-chasing youth, he joyously ran across the end zone, raising the football high.

Even though the Kansas City Chiefs Defense immediately reacted to the football’s trajectory, it was too late, everything was too late, they couldn’t stop Foles.

“Touchdown!”

“Lord, Lord, Lord!”

“Wow.”

“Touchdown!”

The commentary box was completely stunned.

Due to the shock and surprise, Collinsworth even forgot to scream or shout, stumbling over his words, tongue-tied like a fool, repeating the same phrase over and over, unable to trust his eyes.

“Touchdown!”

“Undoubtedly, that’s a touchdown.”

“This is truly a cunning and inconceivable offensive tactic by Pederson—unbelievable, Pederson demonstrated unparalleled courage and audacity.”

“We are witnessing history.”

“Foles becomes the first quarterback in history to catch a touchdown pass in the Super Bowl, from Burton, a one-yard touchdown pass, regaining the lead for the Philadelphia Eagles in the tough situation of fourth and one.”

The entire U.S.

Bank Stadium plunged into madness, countless spectators clutching their heads, even forgetting to scream, just continually muttering to themselves:

Incredible.

Incredible!

The Philadelphia Eagles ended the first half with a display that stunned the world.

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