Chapter 141 Twist of Fate
“God, the Wanderer.”
In the midst of the hustle and bustle, Levi immediately noticed Jacobs lying on the ground in the sea of people fighting for the ball. This was not Jacobs, and this was definitely not the reaction Jacobs should have had.
Few people know that Jacobs was abandoned by his parents. He moved around in different institutions when he was in elementary school. He even became homeless and lived on the streets in middle school. He once lived a homeless life for ten months.
He needs to compete with others for food and defend his own cardboard box. This is his only way to avoid not seeing the sun the next day in the cold winter.
If he hadn't met a noble person in the adoption agency who insisted that Jacobs go back to school and apply for college, Jacobs might have died on the street long ago; and then he met Shaban again. And Burns, willing to give him a chance, enters the Crimson Tide Storm.
Therefore, Jacobs has always been silent and just trained silently. This is the only way for him to repay his coach and the only way for him to change his life. He is more focused and more devoted than anyone else.
If a ball drops, no one wants to see such a mistake, but if it happens, Jacobs' first reaction will always be to fight back and regain control of the ball.
However, today he didn't.
The silent and stoic, stubborn and aggressive Jacobs did not do this.
Levi's heart contracted hard, and an ominous feeling enveloped his heart.
"Jesus Christ."
Levi cursed, immediately ran into the stadium, rushed over, and pushed the crowd away. Then he saw Jacobs lying on the ground with his knees covered and sweating, curled up like a shrimp, and his heart sank.
"Medical staff."
"Medical staff!"
Jacobs gritted his teeth tightly and hugged his knees with all his strength. His forehead was obviously sweating, but his face was as white as a piece of paper.
"Football, Levi, football!"
Jacobs had only one thought in his mind. He looked at Levi desperately and begged, hoping that Levi could tell him that the ball was not lost.
He couldn't bear the harsh reality that he lost the ball.
But Levi knew that not only was he tired, but Jacobs had also reached his limit. They should not forget that Jacobs was only an eighteen-year-old kid who was a high school student a few months ago. This was his first year. One season, in this game, he burned himself like everyone else.
Mistakes are never as simple as mistakes.
However.
Looking at Jacobs who was sweating profusely, the sound of the Clemson Tigers celebrating wantonly came from behind. This made Howard and Hurts suddenly lose their minds and started shoving with their opponents.
There was a commotion.
Levi turned his head suddenly, and all the anger, anxiety, and fear all settled down, "Calm down? Just calm down for me!"
"What are you looking at? Pull them away and calm down immediately."
"Shut up, shut up everyone!"
After a series of scoldings, Levi asked his teammates to pull away all the angry bulls. He had no time to pay attention to them and looked at Jacobs again.
"Wanderer, calm down and look at your knees first."
Jacobs looked at Levi firmly, shook his head slightly and refused to compromise, "No, Levi, no..."
His voice trembled slightly uncontrollably, "No, I don't want to end, I can't, Levi, no, I'm fine, I can continue to fight. I can."
The first half of the sentence is a fierce threat.
The second half of the sentence is stubborn resistance.
Jacobs seemed to have anticipated the giant beast waiting for him ahead. He grabbed Levi's arm tightly, couldn't help but tighten his fingertips, and pressed harder, harder, almost using all his strength.
However, Levi did not respond.
Jacobs looked into Levi's eyes, falling into despair little by little.
Finally, it turned into a bitter plea. "Levi, I want to finish this game. I want to fight with you until the end. I'm not done yet. Please, please, I can keep going. Really. Really!"
Those pleading words tugged at Levi's heart, and it sank uncontrollably.
Hertz, who was standing aside, turned his head away unbearably.
However, Levi couldn't.
Levi had to meet Jacobs's eyes, "Check first, Rangers, let the medical staff check first, anyway, the game is not over yet."
"Remember?"
"We embrace victory as a team, we face failure as a team, and we also face difficulties and challenges as a team. You stand with us, we fight side by side, understand Including you, we are the complete red tide storm."
Word by word, Levi's words finally made Jacobs calm down a little, but the fingers holding Levi's arm still refused to let go.
By this time, medical staff had arrived, Jacobs finally let go of his hands, and Levi stepped aside to allow professionals to quickly conduct on-site diagnosis.
With serious expressions on their faces, they immediately summoned a battery stretcher——
The situation is very bad, beyond imagination.
Jacobs couldn't even stand up with his own strength, and he could no longer feel the pain. The severe pain completely overwhelmed his brain, causing the pain nerves to become numb and lose their response.
ligament.
This is the first thought in Levi's mind. He knows very clearly what this means. Jacobs should not be able to return to the court in this game. What's worse is that this is just the beginning. No one knows What happens next and what needs to be faced.
There was a rush, and the medical staff put Jacobs on a stretcher.
Jacobs was sitting on the stretcher. At this time, he could no longer find the pain and confusion. Instead, he raised his head and chest, looked around calmly to meet the eyes of his teammates.
He was applauding, he was cheering for his teammates.
"Roar, red tide, roar!"
Snap, snap, snap.
Jacobs clapped vigorously and conveyed his firm belief with his eyes. Over and over again, he tried to keep his eyes wide open and look at every teammate.
Then, the battery car slowly left the stadium, but you could see all the Crimson Tide Storm fans standing up collectively, shouting heavily but firmly.
"Josh! Roar!"
"Josh! Roar!"
Over and over again, the whole place was boiling.
This scene left Jacobs stunned, like a fool, staring at the raging red storm in the audience. Then he could no longer hold on, buried his cheeks between his hands, and burst into tears. The trembling shoulders could no longer bear any weight and fell apart.
Jacobs, who had never revealed any emotion or shown a hint of vulnerability, was crying like a child at this moment, with his shoulders and head drooped, letting the hot tears wet his cheeks. The back showed a hint of despair.
Involuntarily, Levi's ears echoed Jacobs's whisper in his arms just before he sat on the stretcher.
"I'm sorry. Levi. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
He kept mumbling like this, the pain of self-blame and the despair of injury pulling him into the abyss.
A bitter taste spread on the tip of Levi's tongue.
So, what’s next?
Today’s fifth update.
(End of this chapter)