Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 629: Deeply engraved in my heart Chapter 629: Deeply engraved in my heart Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!

The entire Gillette Stadium had gone completely mad.

Cheering, jumping, roaring as if they had just won the Super Bowl.

Although it was just a regular game, and the playoffs were still three months away, for the New England Patriots, it was a significant breakthrough.

For one, defeating the Kansas City Chiefs—for the first time in three encounters over two seasons—was a perfect revenge for last season’s divisional playoff defeat.

Secondly, defeating Li Wei, in a ludicrous and laughable clash of “Goat vs rookie”, they finally dealt Li Wei a heavy blow.

Thirdly, maintaining an undefeated home record this season; if they could advance to the playoffs as the number one seed and secure all home-field advantages, it would undoubtedly build confidence for reconquering the American League.

Today’s victory over the current top seed of the American League put them a step ahead in the competition.

Revenge, not just revenge, but a victory in a full-scale strategy.

It wasn’t just the fans.

Brady, in the first instant, raised his hands high and rushed into the field crazily to embrace Gostkowski, no longer caring about his public image, letting joy and passion erupt completely as he continuously waved his fists and roared:

Did you see that?

Did you see that!

Who is truly the number one in the league?

Can an old man quarterback, half in the grave, still fight?

Is it really time for a change of dynasty in the NFL?

Have you heard my response?

Over and over, the frustration and humiliation suppressed for a year and a half had finally been released at this moment, with no reservations.

The entirety of Gillette Stadium, inside and out, was engulfed in a blazing inferno.

The world trembled and shook.

On the field, Li Wei finally exhausted, collapsed in a spread-eagled manner—

Just like in week six of the previous regular season, they had faced a crisis again, but this time, they failed to make a miraculous comeback.

Losing the game, this wasn’t the first time, and it probably wouldn’t be the last; but the point was, losing still felt unbearably bitter and depressing, leaving them gasping for breath, distressed.

No matter how many times they went through this, it was still just as painful, just as infuriating, just as stifling, and it made them want to burn the whole stadium down to ashes.

Damn it, he hated losing!

Especially in such a close game, where everyone had a chance, but after giving their all in a final effort, victory still slipped away at the fingertips.

Closing his eyes, his mind was full of “what-ifs”.

What if that drive had gone differently, what if that run had played out differently, could the outcome have changed?

Taking a deep breath, Li Wei forced himself to reopen his eyes—

No regrets, no remorse, no what-ifs.

They had given their all, they had left nothing in reserve, they had fought until the last moment, and today the better side had won.

Therefore, they could walk off the field with their heads held high, quietly waiting for their next encounter, to battle honorably once again.

They refused to bow their heads or to surrender, always looking forward to the next battle.

Above their heads, the sky was full of stars, covering the heavens, every visit to Foxborough was like this, intense, entangled, closely contested, and no one easily conceded victory, regardless of the outcome, they had given their all.

A long, heavy sigh was breathed out.

Then.

Li Wei pushed himself up with his hands and stood; he still had captain’s duties to perform.

At a glance, Li Wei could see Hill, deeply trapped in painful self-blame, wandering near the end zone, like a trapped beast.

He was about to approach when he saw that Kelsey had already taken the initiative to go over.

There stood Fuller, Jones, Regland, and others, looking dazed.

Li Wei walked over to each of them, patting their shoulders and their backs, helping them to straighten up again.

Lastly, there was Mahomes with a blank face, standing silently.

The other Kansas City Chiefs players went up to slap Mahomes’ helmet and shoulders.

Mahomes responded woodenly and stiffly, but his eyes lacked focus, as if he didn’t know what he was doing.

“Sherlock…”

Li Wei called out.

Mahomes looked blankly at Li Wei, the same with anyone who appeared.

“Sherlock, we played an outstanding game, we fought until the last moment…”

But this time, Mahomes finally came to, interrupting Li Wei, “It was my fault.”

Mahomes stared at Li Wei dazedly, his eyes finally focusing, “Rookie, it was all my fault.”

No sooner had he spoken, Mahomes suddenly felt weak and collapsed to the ground, his shoulders and spirit completely breaking down, looking up at Li Wei who was squatting down, frantically searching for Li Wei’s gaze.

“It was me, I caused us to lose the game.”

“Oh, God.”

Tears welled up in Mahomes’ eyes, he stubbornly looked at Li Wei, refusing to let the tears fall, though his vision was already blurred in a wash of tears.

For Mahomes, this was not just a loss.

That interception would become a demon he must face.

If he couldn’t break through, Mahomes might soon be forgotten like many others in the League; but if he could break through, he would undergo a transformation both inside and out.

Growth is like this, full of pain and setbacks, battered and stumbling, waiting until after the wounds have scarred over before one can learn to be brave.

Mahomes looked helplessly and blankly at Li Wei.

Li Wei took a deep breath.

“Sherlock, we all make mistakes, no one is perfect, no one.

More important than making mistakes, is how we respond to them.”

“Remember!

Remember vividly this bitter moment and discomfort, remember the lessons from this game, do not just toss them aside.”

“Because this is the moment that decides what kind of player we will grow to be in the future.”

“We hate to lose, but at the same time we must face our failures openly, and not be cowards who cannot accept defeat.”

Li Wei didn’t sugarcoat the truth, nor did he tell Mahomes “It wasn’t your fault” or “Everything will be okay,” because he knew this was a moment they had to face on their path of growth—without facing the storms, they would never see the rainbow.

If it hurts, remember it.

Only then can we avoid repeating the same mistakes.

Last time, they defeated the New England Patriots.

Belichick and Brady remembered the lesson, so they launched a counter-attack and seized the opportunity, and today the New England Patriots defeated them.

It’s that simple.

In the world of competitive sports, no one can remain victorious forever; everyone must face failure.

The focus is never on the failure itself, but on how to respond after failing—

Alternating wins and losses, matching each other in competition, growing and progressing together, and finally contending at the peak—this is the most wonderful moment in sports.

Indeed, they lost the game today, and they faced a painful defeat by a narrow margin; but that is not the point.

On the contrary, this is a new beginning.

The story starting from today is still written by their own hands.