Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 609: 608 Community Heroes Chapter 609: 608 Community Heroes Passion surged and spilled over only to come to an unexpected halt—

West stopped midway, with his cheeks still flushed with excitement and exhilaration, but his eyes couldn’t help but betray a hint of sorrow, as he felt loss drag him by the ankles into the night.

But it was just for a brief second, West quickly snapped back to reality, shook his head, and took a deep breath.

“Sorry.”

“It’s just…

cough, cough.”

“That girl, she later agreed to my proposal at the Arrowhead Stadium, and became my wife.

We spent a very long…

a very long time together; but in the end, we still chose to split up, just last year.”

“Phew!”

“I don’t blame her, I wasn’t a competent husband.

I thought I could do it, but reality was another story, but that’s life, right?”

“Her leaving, maybe it’s for the best.”

“I just…”

“It’s hard.”

“We once thought that by the age of thirty, we would know how to live, that all questions would have answers, only to find out it’s still a mess.”

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“Unemployment, divorce, alcoholism…

God, I barely recognize myself anymore.”

As he spoke, West became a little flustered, hastily bowed his head to rub his eyes mumbling “got something in my eye,” then swiftly looked up at Li Wei, took a deep breath, and flashed an exaggerated smile.

“Sorry, my head’s not right now, I don’t know why I’m telling you this.

Please ignore it.”

“Where were we?”

Li Wei didn’t call out West’s “lie,” “We were just talking about how I came to Kansas City like Iron Man to save people from fire and water.”

Because Li Wei was so serious and focused, West was slightly taken aback.

A moment later, realizing Ansen was joking, West burst into laughter, but still kept nodding in agreement, “Yes, yes, exactly.

Thank you, Mr.

Tony Stark.”

“Wait, I thought you were Spider-Man?”

New York, the grassroots, the friendly neighbor?

Are you sure you’re not Spider-Man?

Li Wei kept waving his hands emphatically, “Iron Man.”

West couldn’t contain his smile, “Alright, Mr.

Iron Man.

I just wanted to say, thank you.”

“I worry that you might not feel our gratitude, not just for the Super Bowl, but like today’s game, you’ve given us hope, and you’ve shown us determination, so when we close our eyes, we won’t worry about nightmare nor wake up tomorrow still unable to see the future.”

“You know?

Mr.

Anderson watched the game with us at the pub today; and Chris…

phew, that silly Chris finally found a job.”

Li Wei, “Chris?”

West then realized he had lost composure again—

It wasn’t the first time today.

But he couldn’t control himself.

Not because the Kansas City Chiefs were starting a new season as defending champions—last season’s events were behind them, and it was understood in the NFL that a new season starts from scratch—but because the Chiefs were not arrogant or complacent, they still worked hard with both feet on the ground and remained firmly united as they embarked on a new journey.

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Everything was filled with hope.

Just as West said, the team and the city were inseparably linked, not merely connected to the fans’ daily lives, but also intertwined with the very vitality of the entire city.

At the beginning of the year, after the Kansas City Chiefs were crowned Super Bowl Champions, not only did young people start to return to Kansas City, but the booming tourism industry also revived the city’s tertiary sector.

The city’s atmosphere of daily life returned, driving consumer spending and finally, the economy began to recover slowly.

From the triumphal parade after the Super Bowl victory to the preseason, this city had already recovered its long-lost energy.

Though the pace was slow, it was surely getting back on track.

In the season opener, the team didn’t disappoint, from the youthful vigor of the first quarter to the tenacious struggle during adversity and then the final push after turning the situation around—

It was perfect.

The 100% occupancy rate at Arrowhead Stadium was just the tip of the iceberg; bars, backyards, college dorms, and more all around the city began to bustle.

An increasing number of eyes were set on the team, and the land that was once lifeless finally sensed the faint breath of spring’s arrival.

Kansas City seemed to finally welcome long-missed sunshine, and its citizens were ready.

They were all willing to fight alongside this team to the end, regardless of victory or defeat, pouring all their energy onto the field and then facing the outcome without regrets.

It wasn’t just about defending the title.

Tonight, West was even more excited than on the night of the Super Bowl, his chest brimming with hope, to the point that when he saw Li Wei, he accidentally lost control.

Usually, it was rare for him to make a mistake; tonight, how many errors had he already made within just a few minutes?

West realized that how could Li Wei possibly remember everyone in the bar?

West quickly waved his hands, “It’s that guy who was picking on you in the bar back then, but you’ve probably already forgotten about him…”

Li Wei wasn’t just bad at remembering names, but that didn’t mean he had a bad memory, “Oh, him, I remember.

You guys told me he was also struggling with unemployment, right?

So, you’re saying he found a job?”

West was even more surprised—

Li Wei actually remembered Provo?

He should tell that guy.

“Yes, a painter.”

“Well, the city has a project to maintain old neighborhoods.

We currently can’t attract business to establish a brand new commercial district, but there are still many rundown old neighborhoods in the corners of the city.

The city government is planning to carry out basic maintenance, hoping to attract more residents to settle here.”

The city was slowly revitalizing bit by bit.

Though not fast, one could truly feel the life force flaming up in the city’s veins, as the long dark age of unemployment seemed to finally welcome a glimmer of dawn.

“He’s now in charge of painting walls.

Additionally, he helps with demolishing dangerous buildings in his spare time.”

“Regardless, at least he’s found a job and can finally help with the rent.

If I weren’t worried about him ending up on the streets, I would have kicked him out just like his landlord did.”

The last time Li Wei heard the news, Provo was behind on rent but hadn’t been kicked out yet.

Now it appeared he had indeed been evicted, but fortunately, West had taken in Provo, preventing the poor fellow from becoming a homeless wanderer.

Life was hard, truly hard.

Li Wei couldn’t help but think of Li Yi and Jiang Yin.

They were honest folks, earnestly building their lives with their own hands.

The weight of the times was like a mountain on the shoulders of ordinary people.

Li Wei looked at West, “Is there anything I can do?”

West stared back at Li Wei with sincere eyes, “Just keep going like this, rookie.

What you’ve brought to this city is already enough.”

“Ha.”

Li Wei let out a light chuckle.

“Without the support of the fans, we’re just a bunch of fools running around chasing a football.

The Professional League is what it is because of your presence.”

“So please, allow me to give something back to the community.”

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