Chapter 833: Sing to your heart’s content
Nantz looked like he was drunk, his face was flushed, his eyes were red, his endless words were fired like a machine gun, and his high-speed head was firing continuously before the reaction arc could be adjusted. .
Work hard without stopping.
Seeing his cheeks getting redder and redder, as if they might explode at any time, the excitement and excitement still continued to flow out.
Beside, Romo was rubbing his eyes to hide the tears in his eyes.
It is games like this and moments like this that constantly remind Romo how much he loves this sport. Even though he has retired, when he dreams back at midnight, he still can’t help but miss those adrenaline-fueled moments, collisions with opponents, and teammates. Fight together, have peaks and troughs, happiness and bitterness, and burn life to the fullest between victory and failure.
The charm of competitive sports is definitely more than just championships and victories.
Then, Nantz got stuck, like a broken tape, stammering and hesitating. Romo quickly took a deep breath and prepared to assist his partner, but saw Nantz staring in front of the commentary box in shock.
Romo also looked over——
Raging, surging, magnificent, spectacular.
The entire audience stood up, shoulder to shoulder, with their heads held high, staring at the court.
Sing loudly together.
“When you walk through the storm, hold your head high and don’t be afraid of the dark.”
At the end of the storm, there is a golden sky and the sweet song of the lark. "
resounded through the sky.
Jenna looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief. Levi stood in the end zone, straightening his back sacredly and solemnly, watching the fans quietly, and the vast sea of red sang loudly and united together. ——
They are dedicating their victory to Anne.
Her Anne.
Caught off guard, Jenna could no longer control herself and burst into tears.
Berry stood on the edge of the stadium, looking at the scene in front of him with a smile and happiness. The stadium with 80,000 people was so majestic that it made him look particularly small. But at this moment, the vigorous and rolling heat wave surrounded him. It feels like standing on the top of the Himalayas.
Without warning, Berry burst into tears.
He raised his hand to wipe away the tears and smiled again. This was not a moment of sadness, but a moment of happiness and celebration. They should enjoy this moment, but the tears couldn't stop and continued to fall like pearls with broken strings.
Sixteen months, exactly sixteen months.
More than once, he thought that he might never be able to return to the game again. More than once, he considered giving up and turning around and leaving.
However, he finally came here to fight with his teammates.
Not far away, Houston finally recovered a little and sat up cross-legged.
Looking at the scene in front of me with emotion, I just quietly enjoyed the happiness and release of this moment, as if I was admiring a world-famous painting.
Inadvertently, I noticed Berry out of the corner of my eye.
Ha ha.
Houston laughed loudly. He understood, 100% understood, because like Berry, his body and age could no longer be ignored. If they wanted to step onto the field and continue to compete with those young people, they might have to pay five times ten times. It's not easy.
Houston tried to stand up and comfort Berry, but found that he still had no strength. His legs were like noodles and he couldn't stand up.
"Eric, Eric!"
Houston shouted.
"Old guys come here to report, don't block the young people's party."
Berry didn't move, but silently raised his middle finger toward Houston.
Jenna looked at the scene in front of her with tears in her eyes. She saw Felix and Karen singing their hearts out, she saw West and Provos cheering and jumping, and she saw Levi and Provos standing side by side in the end zone. Mahomes and Kelce.
In a daze, Jenna seemed to see Annie.
Wearing the No. 23 jersey, she ran on the grass and laughed, her silver bell-like laughter surging in the air, shouting for a touchdown while raising her arms in cheers. Life blooms proudly at Arrowhead Stadium.
Then, Jenna took a deep breath, turned her head and glanced at Jeff, who was crying. She took Jeff's left hand, held it tightly, and joined the audience in singing.
“Go forward, through the strong wind; go forward, through the heavy rain.
Perhaps, the dream will eventually be disappointed.
Go ahead, go ahead! With hope, you will never walk alone. "
One sentence after another, let it go.
The whole place was agitated.
Brady watched the scene in front of him quietly, anger burning in his chest——
Not just because of the loss.
It is true that defeat is bitter and painful. Brady's internal organs are burning now. He lost to the Kansas Chiefs for the third time in four meetings in two seasons. He has no excuses and can no longer ignore this group of young people. Now Levi This is Brady's biggest enemy in the league.
Brady hates losing. He always does. Every loss is a test, but he has not experienced such a degree of pain and suffering for a long time. Manning seems to have never felt it again after he retired.
At this moment, every cell in the body is soaked in bitterness.
However, what was more painful and embarrassing than the defeat was the scene before him.
A humiliation.
People often say that the world seen through the eyes of despicable people is hatred and darkness, while the world seen through the eyes of noble people is love and hope.
In the same matchup, switching from Gillette Stadium to Arrowhead Stadium, the home team won in the end. However, Gillette Stadium showed off its victory with an attack, while Arrowhead Stadium celebrated the victory with singing.
In the world of competitive sports, a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye is the norm, and repaying blood debt twice as much as blood is the truth. There is no emphasis on nobility or etiquette here. Everything is just like the arena in the ancient Roman era. Close-to-hand combat and bayonets are red. Only the victors can be seen.
Reality, that's exactly what it is.
Meanwhile, Indianapolis.
roar!
The moment Levi completed the touchdown, Indianapolis erupted into a frenzy that was not inferior to Kansas City, and the entire city was ignited with flames.
Andrew Luck clenched his fists and stood up suddenly, shouting loudly, and deafening cheers came from the streets outside.
"Beat the beat!"
"Beat the beat!"
Although the Kansas City Chiefs defeated the Indianapolis Colts without any mercy; similarly, the Kansas City Chiefs also defeated the New England Patriots, which is enough.
Carnival, party.
Indianapolis feels like they've advanced to the Super Bowl themselves, and their season is coming to a satisfying end, and that's enough.
Indianapolis should be able to sleep peacefully tonight.
Therefore, Brady is very aware of the significance of the game at hand, and what it will mean if the New England Patriots lose at Arrowhead Stadium.
revenge. Fight back.
Brady has been mentally prepared. He knows that Arrowhead Stadium will double the repayment, with abuse, curses, and attacks. He is aware of the storm he is about to face; but he is not worried or afraid. Those voices will not cause him any harm. Zongheng After so many years in the game, he has long been accustomed to it. He has seen all kinds of storms, but Kansas City's revenge is still too young and immature to hurt him at all.
However, he was wrong.
It was completely wrong, and it was embarrassingly wrong.
Staring at the scene in front of him, Brady felt so small and humble like never before.
(End of chapter)