Chapter 360 My Battle
It wasn’t until today that Levi really got to know the team’s quarterback, the offensive captain of the Kansas Chiefs——
In the eyes of others, Smith, who is mediocre and ordinary, actually has his pride and his persistence, and he performs his duties conscientiously.
Indeed, he may not be able to conquer opponents with his charisma like Manning or Brady, but he has always quietly played the role of team leader.
In his own way.
Taking a deep breath, Levi finally found an opportunity. He had always wanted to tell Smith, "You are always there, always the team's offensive captain."
Smith was puzzled, "Huh?"
Levi explained, "You just said that you hope to fight alongside us and lead the team to victory. In fact, you have always done this, always standing with us and always fighting with us."
"Without you, we might not have been able to withstand it in the first half, let alone last until the end."
"There is not only one way to lead the team to victory, but there are many, many different ways. Believe me, I am not the only one who thinks so."
Smith was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered slightly, and seemed a little warm. He quickly shifted his gaze, took a deep breath, and looked at the night sky again.
"Thanks."
"But I'm afraid I don't have much time left."
"Patrick is growing very fast. Maybe next year, or the year after next at the latest, he can serve as the starting quarterback. My salary occupies too much of the salary cap, and it is impossible for the team to keep me as the backup quarterback. The most suitable The way is to trade to get more benefits for the team.”
"So, I knew my time in Kansas City was running out."
Cruel, but realistic.
Smith is no longer a rookie. He knows how the league works and his position.
However, the truth is this, even though I know all the rules and realities, I still can't control the loss and regret in my heart.
"Levi, do you believe it? Actually, I like it here very much."
"When I left San Francisco, I was like a lost dog and almost lost all confidence. But this city welcomed me with open arms. They made me feel warm and made me believe that I was welcome, not just by Coach Reed. , all fans are no exception.”
"I always hope to bring them a playoff victory, even if it's not a Super Bowl championship, I hope to go further in the playoffs."
"They... need a little hope."
It turns out that Smith knew this too.
They live in this city, an ordinary city located in the central hinterland of the North American continent. The residents here welcome them with all enthusiasm and passion, love this team wholeheartedly, and allow the players gathered here from all over the world to find the warmth of home. How should they repay?
"This time, just a little bit closer, we were going to let them down."
"But luckily, that didn't happen."
Smith let out a long breath.
Although he didn't speak, he could clearly feel the pressure on Smith's shoulders.
"Rookie, I, I want to try my best."
Levi looked at Smith and cast a questioning look.
Smith straightened his back slightly and mustered up the courage to speak.
"I want to try hard and win consecutive games in the playoffs for the first time in my career."
"I'm a loser. Although I dream of winning the Super Bowl, I'm always timid and don't dare to speak out about such a big dream easily. I don't even dare to imagine the American League finals; but, I really want to Win another game for Kansas City and for yourself.”
"Before the wild card game, I didn't dare to dream, because I was worried that a little greed could become a curse and subvert our hopes; but in the last two minutes of the fourth quarter, I saw you, Houston, and Kelce And Hill, and Revis, you all fought."
"I didn't want to stand back and cheer for you, I wanted to join in. At that moment, I truly believed that maybe my time in Kansas City wasn't over yet,"
"So, whether it's Pittsburgh or New England, I want to give it a try." "That way, when I leave Kansas City, at least I can hold my head high."
Li Wei always thought, since he has a dream, he should be bolder, what if it comes true?
But at this time, looking at the cautious Smith, one can clearly see the numerous scars left by this veteran after galloping on the battlefield. He is tired and exhausted. He is no longer young and upward, and no longer believes like a fledgling young man. Give him a lever long enough to move the earth——
Even in dreams, there is a hint of bitterness and caution.
However, it is precisely this kind of mind that, after years of polishing and precipitation, reveals more edge.
There were no heroic words, no loud words, and the words he spoke were even a little gentle, but Levi could taste the tenacity in his words.
"I support it 100 percent," Levi said.
Smith turned around and saw Levi raising his hands and feet, which made him smile again.
Levi continued, "This is our battle, but at the same time, this is also your battle. No one can replace you, and of course, neither can the eyeing No. 15."
Smith, "Hahaha."
At this moment, No. 15 Patrick Mahomes, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly sneezed. He raised his head like a meerkat and looked around, but found nothing, so he lowered his head and continued to watch the game video.
Levi, "However, you can trust us. We will always be by your side to complete this battle together. When the season comes to an end, no matter where we stand in the end, no matter what happens next, don't Leave regrets.”
After speaking, Levi raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist.
Smith, who had always been reserved and low-key, couldn't help but get excited. He also raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, bumping Levi's fist.
solid. powerful.
It's like you can really feel the energy gushing out.
Levi, "How are you? Are you ready to leave? The guy on the 15th is still waiting for me in the parking lot."
Smith, "Haha, you go first, I'll stay for a while."
As he spoke, Smith put his hands on the court and carefully felt the texture of the lawn with his palms——
It can be seen that Smith has no confidence. No matter who the opponent is in the next game, even if the Kansas City Chiefs have defeated it in the regular season, the playoffs will be different after all. This is true for Smith and the Kansas City Chiefs. The curse of the post-match game lingers like a curse.
No wonder.
Smith believes that the next game may be his last game on behalf of the Kansas Chiefs, so he showed some reluctance tonight.
Those fighting spirit, those passions, those passions, are sung like a swan's elegy.
Levi stood up and took two steps out, but couldn't help but stop and turn around to look over.
The figure, who was neither strong nor tall, sat with his back straight and cross-legged on the grass, reluctantly feeling the energy coming from the training ground.
"Captain."
Levi called out, and Smith looked back reflexively.
"After the next game, we invite the offensive staff to come over and count-stars."
Smith was puzzled and full of questions.
But Levi didn't stop or explain. He turned around and strode towards the parking lot.
The republican era sang loudly in "counting-stars"——
"Stop being obsessed with money, count the stars together, burn all your possessions and sink them to the bottom of the river. Those things that cannot kill me will bring me back to life."
(End of chapter)