Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 789: 788 grand scroll
 

“Forward, forward, with hope in your hearts! And you’ll never walk alone!

Forward, forward, with hope in your hearts! And you’ll never walk alone!”

Again and again, the grand and resilient singing reverberated through Arrowhead Stadium, the power that came from deep within the soul, the warmth generated from the beating heart, surging forth like a sudden, torrential summer downpour.

And then.

Felix raised his red scarf high, West, Provo, and others quickly followed suit, the swath of red scarves like a giant wave, rolling out in a formidable spread, sweeping across the entire audience.

Jeff noticed and quickly raised his right hand.

He saw that Jenna hadn’t moved, completely immersed in the thunderous atmosphere, and hurriedly nudged Jenna’s shoulder; Jenna also raised her hand high.

The waves, rolling on.

One after another, until finally, all of Arrowhead Stadium raised their hands—

Red and white.

With red as the canvas, white as the brushstrokes, although there were some New England Patriots fans who refused to cooperate, making the canvas incomplete, it was enough. The Arrowhead Stadium, with its capacity for eighty thousand people, was filled to the brim, forming a spectacular panorama that unfolded before them.

There, it was clearly a painting.

A girl, with large eyes and a radiant smile that could light up the entire world.

Beside the profile of the girl was a phrase, “You’ll never walk alone.”

Jenna had no idea what was happening, frantically and curiously looking around the stadium, but soon the answer came to her. She couldn’t believe her eyes, staring blankly around, her eyes wide open, looking over again and again, muttering to herself.

“That’s Annie. That’s Annie!”

That girl, was unmistakably Annie, Jenna gaped in disbelief at the scene before her.

She gasped.

Drawing in a sharp breath!

Annie had always dreamed of coming to Arrowhead Stadium, standing among the audience, watching the game with the eighty thousand Kansas City Chiefs fans, witnessing Li Wei reach the end zone, accompanying the team in battle.

However, Annie still missed it.

But she never imagined that she would arrive at Arrowhead Stadium in such a way. Looking at that smiling face, Jenna could no longer hold back and broke into tears.

Her ears caught the anthem that continued to echo and resonate.

“Forward, forward, with hope in your hearts, and you’ll never walk alone!”

In the center of the field, the Kansas City Chiefs players stopped in their tracks and looked up at the stadium.

All this time, they were the protagonists, standing tall under the spotlight while the Arrowhead Stadium fans concentrated on watching them, witnessing their performance; but today, they swapped roles.

The fans took the stage beneath the spotlight, and the players looked up at those faces, both familiar and unfamiliar, witnessing them ignite Arrowhead Stadium with the heat of their souls.

Awe, struck them square in the face.

No one was an exception.

Li Wei just stood among the crowd, quietly observing this scene, deeply etching the impressive sight before his eyes into his memory.

This was Kansas City Chiefs’ moment, and it was also Annie’s moment.

“… We are witnessing a scene that is heartbreakingly Kansas City’s own,”

Inside the broadcasting booth, the duo of Nantz and Romo provided the live commentary, but even before the match began, they were faced with a serious challenge.

Nantz was overwhelmed with emotion, his words slightly strained.

“Annie Galas, an eleven-year-old Kansas City Chiefs fan, passed away four days ago from leukemia, forever departing from this world.”

“Clearly, for this city, for this team, it hasn’t been easy,”

“Amid the adversity of an economic crisis, they have been striving and persisting, waiting for the first light of a turnaround in life. Finally, the Kansas City Chiefs emerged, winning the Super Bowl last season and igniting hope for the city.”

“However, reality is still full of bumps, delivering yet another blow to this city.”

“Life is never easy. Just when we think one storm has passed, the next one unexpectedly sweeps us into the torrent all over again.”

“This time, they’re doing the same, united as one, gathering at Arrowhead Stadium, standing tall with the team, and facing life’s hardships.”

“You will never walk alone.”

“That’s what Kansas City said to Annie Galas, and it’s also what the Kansas City Chiefs are saying to every person facing adversity.”

“Amidst the hardships and twists of life, in endless darkness and pain, everyone is moving forward with a heavy load, surrounded by loneliness and confusion. But the Kansas City Chiefs are taking concrete actions to make their voices heard, telling every solitary soul—”

You, will never walk alone.”

Overwhelmed with emotion, Nantz’s heart surged.

Turning around, he caught Romo secretly wiping his eyes.

He knew Romo was reminded of his final years with the Dallas Cowboys.

Romo had always been Romo—humble, down-to-earth, sincere, dedicated. He had the skill and ability, but always lacked that final breath in crucial moments.

Character determines fate.

Because Romo was always the good guy, he lacked that killer instinct when it mattered the most.

In Dallas, he never really had the full and wholehearted support of the fans. He was always alone in his pursuit of the dream.

On the surface, as the quarterback for America’s Team, Romo seemed to have endless glory. But the pain, the hardship, the loneliness, the struggle—he alone knew them. He could not speak out; otherwise, he’d be seen as an ungrateful jerk.

Yet, those scars and those torments were real.

The scene before him revived Romo’s painful memories.

Nantz understood, he understood everything.

Romo nodded to Nantz, with a smile of gratitude, then spoke in a voice thick with nasal congestion.

“Without a doubt, for the Kansas City Chiefs, this is the most important game in two seasons, even more important than last season’s Super Bowl,”

“Not only do they need to face the most powerful team in the league over the past twenty years, but they also face an important test of growth and transformation into a true powerhouse.”

“Climbing to the top of the Super Bowl is hard, but holding onto the summit and becoming the true strong is even harder.”

“We, shall wait and see.”

The hum, the hum.

The air at Arrowhead Stadium was turbulent with rolling heat waves, clashing with the cold front, stirring incredible gusts, almost enough to knock one off their feet.

Brady watched quietly, his expression solemn.

He realized this was going to be a tough game.

If the Arrowhead Chiefs targeted the New England Patriots with a bitterness characteristic of sworn enemies, it wouldn’t be novel or surprising. Brady had seen this in countless away games and wouldn’t care.

But there was none of that at Arrowhead Stadium.

Rallied with the soul of their fans, their focus wasn’t on attacking the Patriots but on igniting their fighting spirit for the game. This calm and rational energy made the Kansas City Chiefs a more dangerous opponent—

Because on some level, they were not just facing the New England Patriots; they were battling life, fate, themselves. Such focus and courage can often unleash incredible strength.

Brady knew it would be a fierce battle, and he had to be on his guard.

He, was ready.