Chapter 67: Alternate appearances
Zhu Zhu was a little panicked.
Obviously, the way the game started today was completely off track, even though Trojans head coach Hayden repeatedly emphasized that the defending champion should not be underestimated; but now the Crimson Tide Storm showed a wave of domination of the game at both ends of the offense and defense, not only gaining the upper hand, but also Absolutely strong.
A crisis that tugs hard at the heart.
but.
Everything is still turning around. In this terrible chaotic situation, the only good news that is not good news is that everything happened too fast and the game time was not consumed much. This also means that as long as the Trojans can stand up as soon as possible, If you keep your footing, there is still a chance of recovery.
Taking a deep breath, Zhu Zhu barely stood firm and ran back towards the rest area in a series of small steps. He looked at the defensive team eagerly and kept clenching his fists to cheer them on——
We are all Trojans, we fight together, and then it’s up to you to perform well.
"Come on! You can do it!"
"Come on, come on, come on!"
On the sidelines, Darnold was a little confused.
He played as a quarterback for the first time in his career and was intercepted before he could take a breath. So is this the Crimson Tide Storm?
The game continues.
Because the Crimson Tide Storm had just completed an interception and had transferred the ball on the spot, there was no need for the special teams to come on stage. The offensive team directly took over the game and started attacking from the 37-yard line in their own half.
Running back, Jacobs comes on the scene.
In the season opener, Shaban also hopes that the running backs can come on the field and adapt to the atmosphere of the game. They cannot focus all the pressure on Levi's shoulders alone.
In fact, the first ground attack at the beginning of the game was very unexpected, including by Shaban. A routine ground ball run relied on Levi's personal ability to get rid of the tackle, and finally evolved into a 75-yard long-distance touchdown.
It’s not that it’s bad, it’s just that the other running backs don’t get a chance to get out there and feel the game.
It doesn't matter, Shaban is experienced and will make adjustments immediately in the second wave of offense.
Shaban consciously arranged for a more stable and tactically coordinated running ball to cover the passing attack, hoping that Hurts' passing game could also open up the situation. Jacobs and Levi took turns to come on and advance steadily.
At the same time, the solidity of the Trojans' "5-2" formation also showed its power. Not only Jacobs, but also Levi's ground advancement was continuously surrounded. The Trojans fully utilized the numerical advantage of the defense.
This is the norm. After all, there are still a small number of ground attacks that push forward with large numbers of yards.
In the back-and-forth confrontation, the Crimson Tide Storm consumed a full five minutes and thirty-three seconds, and finally reached the edge of the red zone, thirteen yards from the end zone.
Turning around, Shaban looked over, "Clark."
Clark, who was cheering for the team obediently, was stunned and suddenly stood up. He was so excited that the helmets placed by other defensive players on the bench were knocked all over the floor.
Clark didn't care, his body stiffened and he looked at Shaban helplessly.
Shaban smiled and said, "Come on."
Clark nodded repeatedly and took two steps before Levi's shout came from behind, "Helmet! Master, helmet!"
Master, this is the name Levi teases Clark in private, not to say how powerful Clark is, but because most of Levi's knowledge about running backs and football comes from Clark, and Clark is never stingy.
It is no exaggeration to say that without Clark's help, Levi would not have been able to integrate into the team so quickly.
It's been half a year in the blink of an eye, and Clark still hasn't fully adapted. After all, he never considered himself a master. Every time Levi called, he seemed reserved and shy.
At this time, there is no exception.
Hearing the call, Clark staggered and was almost about to rise up. In the famous scene of Cinderella wrestling on the ground, amidst the laughter and applause of the red tide storm, Clark quickly turned around and took the helmet from Levi's hand, trotting away, and Jacobs clapped his hands to complete the handover.
Terry Clark was the first to notice - "Ronnie!"
"That's Ronnie, hey guys, that little guy is my son."
"Clark, Ronnie Clark!"
"Come on, kid, come on, ah! Ahhh!"
Terry could no longer control himself, cheering and jumping wildly, his eyes blurred by brilliant tears, but happiness bloomed in the corners of his mouth.
Perhaps, in the eyes of others, Terry is just a lunatic who only appears once, and there is really no need to make such a fuss.
However, Terry didn't care and didn't care. As long as he knew how much his son had sacrificed for this moment, training day and night, all kinds of injuries, waiting endlessly for the dim and dim hope, all he had to do was hold on to his passion. Persist until now in order to realize a dream.
More than one person told Terry that there was no need to force it. After all, it was the Crimson Tide Storm. It was a rare honor for Clark to be one of them, even as a substitute. Even if he could not appear on the stage, there was no need to be too persistent. They should be content. They should learn to give up.
Even Terry himself couldn't help but wonder in the dead of night, would it be better to give up? Does Clark's persistence carry Terry's dream?
After all, Terry kept his mouth shut and silently cheered for his son in his own way. No matter what the result, he was proud of him.
Until now.
Terry knew that he was like a madman, his vision was blurred and his eyes were filled with tears, but it didn't matter, everything didn't matter.
Because he knows that he is not alone.
On the edge of the court, Levi also waved towels to cheer Clark, and other offensive players also joined Levi and shouted together.
"Roar, Master!"
"roar!"
Clark was a little confused, but he still took a deep breath, controlled himself, listened intently to Hurts' tactical arrangements, and then stood in formation behind Hurts.
Shaban shouted once... fake running and real passing tactics.
Clark acted as a decoy, and Hurts passed the Trojans' defensive team's anticipation with a fake handoff. He turned around and passed the ball to the left wide receiver Calvin Ridley to complete the advance.
In the first moment, Clark quickly stepped forward to seal the pocket holes of the offensive line, and stood in front of Hurts, ready to intercept any fish that slipped through the net.
Although this time, the Trojans did not adopt surprise tactics and the pockets were not torn, Clark still worked diligently to remain 100% focused until he caught the parabola of the football flying in his peripheral vision, and then his heart followed the flight path of the football. .
A touchdown?
Can the Crimson Tide Storm score a touchdown?
In the sight, figures intertwined and forces collided.
Ridley successfully caught the football, turned around and continued to move forward, winning a small space in the short passing area and taking a very determined step forward.
However.
Unfortunately, the Trojans' dense defense in the red zone didn't let up. It spread throughout the area airtightly, firmly controlled the channel, surrounded by three players, and intercepted Ridley at the one-yard line.
No touchdowns.
Then.
In a daze, Clark ended up again——
He still didn't react.
This, this is over?
First update today. Thanks to Nanjing Yiba for the reward! There is not much left in the new book issue, please follow the young man for the final sprint! Thank you, thank you all!
(End of this chapter)