Chapter 298 Mental State
"Crack, Chief!"
"Crack, Chief!"
A storm is brewing over Arrowhead Stadium, with layers of pressure spreading overwhelmingly. The almost stagnant air seems to be about to explode in the next second, and the mighty red wave is burning.
The whole momentum is completely different.
Although this is already the sixth home game of the season, the Arrowhead Stadium in front of us feels strange. It bursts out with a tragic grandeur and majesty from the inside out, and the fighting spirit of the last fight dyes the world red.
Because this is a battle with no retreat, because this is a battle after a six-game losing streak, and because the opponent is the Oakland Raiders, everything becomes different. The packed Arrowhead Stadium is no longer reserved.
Not only Arrowhead Stadium, but also the Old Oak Tavern——
"Crack, Chief!"
Two high-fives, one shout, and a uniform roar echoed the magnificent scene on the TV screen.
Then.
A figure pushed open the door of the tavern, and West noticed it immediately, "Hey, Chris."
The person who came was none other than Chris Provos. He stood awkwardly at the door and tried to sneak in secretly, but was directly shouted out by West.
"Ho ho ho, Chris."
"Didn't you say you would never watch it again?"
"What, you still can't bear to part with it?"
Amidst the laughter and complaints, Provos raised his middle finger in response and scratched his neck, "I won't watch if I lose again."
Immediately exposed, "You said the same thing last week."
Haha, it was hilarious.
Provos stared back depressedly, "Even if I lose, I still have to watch it with my own eyes."
West helped to relieve the siege, "Okay, okay, if you have the energy to complain about Chris, why not stay and scold the Raiders for a while, the enemy is not here."
"Come on, Chief!"
West shouted, and the whole tavern immediately responded.
Then West called Provos to the bar, brought a glass of beer and put it in front of him, "This glass is mine."
West ignored Provos and turned around to continue his work.
Provos walked to the bar and hesitantly glanced at the golden beer in the glass. After all, he couldn't help but pick it up and take a sip.
Snap!
Putting the beer glass back heavily, Provos also roared, "Chief!"
The entire tavern was in a state of excitement.
From Arrowhead Stadium to the Old Oak Tavern to Kansas City, crowds turned out and the entire city turned out to be focused on the game.
Those sights fell on the court, and the air began to heat up.
It's already December, but it feels like midsummer.
Taking a deep breath and taking another deep breath, Kelsey still couldn't control her heart that was beating wildly in her chest, nervousness and excitement intertwined together.
However, Kelsey noticed that Levi's eyes were full of calmness and his face was calm, as if this was a simple regular season game, and his mental state was obviously abnormal.
Kelsey glanced at Smith, and the two offensive team captains exchanged glances and reached a consensus. Then Kelsey patted Levi on the shoulder, gestured around with his eyes, and raised his voice directly without waiting for Levi to respond. said the voice.
"Quiet, quiet!"
"The rookie has something to say."
Levi: Me? Why don't I know?
However, there was no turning back when he opened the bow, and all eyes were focused on Li Wei.
Levi noticed Kelsey's half-smiling eyes, with a hint of mischief, which made Levi feel helpless and relaxed.
"Travis, if you don't want to shout before the game, we can actually skip this link. There is no need to drag me into the water."
A simple word made the tight pressure relax a little, and the originally absent-minded eyes also gathered, one or two looking at Kelsey and making noises.
"Last time we played Oakland, we lost."
"There is no excuse." "I don't want to say that I only lost one point, and I don't want to say that I have bad luck. If you lose, you lose. It's that simple and clear."
"One point is a loss, and thirty points is also a loss. Different scores will not make the loss feel better. This is competitive sports."
"Only by facing defeat calmly can we start fighting for victory again."
"The loss is not because of any one person. We need to face it together. We win together as a team and lose together as a team. Today, it is the same, we will fight together as a team. "
Gaze, scanning the whole place.
Quietly, all attention was focused.
"A few weeks ago, I made a bet with Eric that we could make it to the Super Bowl before he came back from injury, but now it looks like it's not something I can do alone."
Pfft.
Levi's self-deprecating joke made many people chuckle.
"I can't predict the outcome of the game."
"As much as I want to tell everyone that we're going to win, that we're going to go to the Super Bowl, I can't."
"We could win, we could lose, the season could end in four hours and that's the reality we have to deal with."
"The only thing I can say is that we will do our best, we will give everything we have, and when the game is over, I will be able to face Eric with my head held high and tell them without any guilt that I did my best. No matter I win or fail, I will face it calmly.”
One word, one sentence.
It's understatement, but it speaks loudly.
Suddenly, the blood began to boil, and one or two people raised their drooped heads, held their heads high, straightened their waists, and opened their shoulders.
Finally, Levi said.
"Ready?"
"Then let the fight begin and remember, you are not alone."
Kelsey's heart surged, she raised her right fist high and shouted to the sky, "Fight!"
boom.
The players all clenched their fists and roared, "Fight!"
One sound, another sound.
Then, turn around and step onto the court.
When those figures appeared in front of the huge red wave at Arrowhead Stadium, their mental outlook was completely different.
The game has begun.
The Oakland Raiders won the coin toss and Del Rio chose the field, which also meant that the first half of the game was led by the Kansas City Chiefs.
"It can be seen from the opening that Del Rio is ready for a tough battle. The game with the rivals in the same district is full of variables. This is again at Arrowhead Stadium. His psychological preparation is correct; at the same time, Del Rio is ready for the offensive battle. preparation, hoping to take the lead in attacking in the second half.”
"Of course, this is Del Rio's calculation, but I don't know how Reid will respond."
"The Kansas Chiefs offense is here, let's take a look at today's starting lineup..."
The Oakland Raiders' kickoff was relatively conservative. They didn't play any tricks and kicked the football directly off the baseline. They didn't even give the Kansas City Chiefs a chance to kick back, allowing Smith to lead the offense directly from the twenty-five-yard line.
Smith was slightly excited.
Despite experiencing countless storms, the excitement of the game can still easily capture the heart.
The test of the first wave of offense is not the on-the-spot command, but the pre-game layout. The Kansas Chiefs have considered this situation and formulated a strategy. Now it depends on whether they can execute it accurately.
Smith looked at Levi, and through the helmet, Levi showed a smile. Involuntarily, Smith also raised the corners of his mouth, feeling relaxed.
Then--
"attack!"
Smith's voice pierced the sky. After catching the ball, he immediately turned around and handed the football to Levi without any hesitation.
Ground attack opening?
Old-fashioned!
(End of chapter)