Chapter 100 Fighting against a bull across a mountain
Indeed, intercepting Levi is crucial. If the Crimson Tide Storm score again, whether it is a free kick or a touchdown, it will basically be a death sentence for the Tigers.
But while intercepting Levi, we must not forget another task, which is to control the game time. Otherwise, even if Levi is intercepted, the Tiger offensive team will not be able to play again.
Adams is stuck in position and has already committed a foul, so he must bring Levi down by any means and intercept this ground attack in place. Only then can the Tigers use a timeout to stop the game time and stop wasting it.
However, Adams did not.
In Thompson's view, Adams, who has always been calm, still lost his mind because of pride and was stimulated by Levi's outstanding performance. Regardless of it, Adams wanted to defeat Levi more than controlling the game time, and even took away the only remaining tiger's Hopes of victory were also thrown away.
But what if Adams fails?
The Crimson Tide Storm can not only score points, but also consume game time, killing two birds with one stone.
Damn it! Damn damn damn!
Thompson started immediately. He didn't care about Adams' pride. His only idea now was to stop the game time.
Watching Levi and Adams moving two steps away from the sideline, Thompson made a decision——
Stop the clock out of bounds.
In football games, in addition to the three timeouts the head coach has, there are also a series of ways to pause the game time, and out of bounds is one of them.
Thompson sprinted like a bull.
Because Thompson knows that he cannot hesitate or be weak. Once Levi is given space, the situation may change. This is a situation they cannot afford now.
Twenty-five yards!
Levi had gained twenty-five yards since the line of scrimmage to the midfield line and into the Tiger half, and Thompson knew he couldn't delay any longer.
Kick off the ground, exert force, grapple, and collide——
Thompson showed enough determination at this moment, grabbing Levi accurately and relying on the inertia of the run-up to complete the lateral collision.
snort!
A muffled groan.
It’s Thompson, it’s Adams.
Levi, become a sandwich cookie.
Thompson was on the left, and Adams was on the right. The power came from the left side, cutting in half horizontally, and rushing over unreasonably like a truck.
Levi, who suffered a huge impact, couldn't help but fly out to the right and hit Adams hard. Adams bore the main force like a meat pad, and because he didn't see Thompson, he was not mentally prepared. His center of gravity did not sink and he was caught off guard. It was knocked away.
Literally, flying.
Before he even had time to groan, Adams was already thrown out.
Thompson probably didn't learn physics well, and his move hit the wrong target. However, he didn't notice Adams. He just grabbed Levi and tried to knock him down.
However, at this moment——
Levi followed the force of the impact and spun around, deftly deflecting the impact, and used a series of dazzling footwork adjustments to get rid of Thompson's tackle.
Three hundred and sixty degrees, counterclockwise.
The world is spinning.
Then, the virtual gap between Levi and Thompson was opened.
Immediately afterwards, you can see that Levi is swaying and stepping forward like a drunken man, while Thompson is falling freely like a dead leaf feeling the pull of gravity.
Huh!
The whole audience took a breath of cold air.
Tap, tap, tap!
Levi had only one thought in his mind, and he kept pedaling to control his center of gravity, but his body still slid all the way to the sideline uncontrollably.
The Tigers' half-court forty-yard line was within easy reach, and the sideline wasn't far away either. Levi's center of gravity tilted severely to the right, as if the car was about to overturn. His messy footsteps in the wind could not touch the ground at all and floated in the air.
Stomping ground, thirty-five yard line.
Levi held his breath, kept kicking, kept sprinting, and ran unremittingly. There was no worry, no fear, no hesitation, just 100% concentration, and only one thought in his mind:
Run.
On the edge of the court, Clark and others were already going crazy. He ran along the sideline with Levi, his right hand spinning rapidly like a windmill, and he shouted at Levi without knowing what he was doing.
"Roar, Levi, roar!"
The blood is boiling.
Keep kicking, twenty-five yard line.
The steps dance wildly on the steel rope, but the strength and speed push the body forward. Standing on tiptoes, walking in the wind lightly and softly, feeling the howling of the wind with every pore in the body.
In my ears, I seemed to be able to hear the unique cheers of the Crimson Tide Storm's home court. Adrenaline was constantly bursting out, and the shaky center of gravity was incredibly pulled back again, faster and faster.
Stick to the ground, fifteen yard line.
From the corner of his vision, he could see the gorgeous and boiling purple mist steaming up with teeth and claws, encroaching on the visual space in a mighty manner, but in Levi's eyes it was like slow motion, and those figures tried their best to run but could not catch up.
So, when I entered the red zone, I looked back and turned around.
Levi turned his back to the end zone, slowed down, and took in the moment, feeling the burning of the lungs, the boiling of the blood, the soreness of the muscles, and...the shouts hovering over the still and silent Tiger Stadium and Clark rushed over reluctantly.
"Roar! Levi, roar!"
Tread, tread, tread.
The pace has completely slowed down, and he leisurely crossed the end zone line, stood quietly, then took out the football, put it in the palm of his hand, gently tossed it, caught it, threw it again, and caught it again.
Touchdown, easy to catch.
The smile just climbed to the corner of my mouth, and I quietly admired the silent purple ocean in front of me.
The whole audience was devastated.
This time, they could no longer make a sound, and even their anger became void. The Crimson Tide Storm extinguished the Tigers' last hope of counterattack with an unparalleled performance, and the game came to an end——
Levi, who had been hitting the wall in front of the Tigers' iron wall throughout the first half, finally regained his style this season. A 75-yard long-distance attack went straight to Huanglong, and his unstoppable edge cut off the suspense.
The third touchdown killed the game.
Clark was the first to rush into the end zone, hugging Levi happily, jumping and celebrating, and then all the other Crimson Tide Storm players joined in.
Then Humphrey stood first in the end zone, copying Levi's move, putting his right hand in his ear and listening defiantly to the sounds of the scene.
Rivals will always be sworn enemies, and Tiger Stadium was bustling with expletives.
It's a pity that this time it didn't last too long. It couldn't gather the energy at all, and it just disintegrated sparsely.
The more ferocious you are, the more guilty you are; the more angry you are, the more embarrassed you are.
Tiger Stadium was in a state of confusion, looking at each other with no answer. They simply couldn't believe that they had suffered another heavy defeat to the Crimson Tide Storm.
And, still at Tiger Stadium.
This stadium, which had witnessed the Tigers defeat the Crimson Tide Storm at home fifteen times in a row, was witnessing the most painful defeat of the two bitter rivals in thirty years.
The fourth update.
(End of this chapter)