Chapter 372: Bow Shooting
New England linebacker, Kyle Van Noy.
The competitive state of this game was immediately full, and it continued all the way into the second half——
This is a six-man raid, with two linebackers joining the front rush, but Harrison is blocked by Kelsey and Van Noy is tangled up by Hill.
Van Noy wondered: Is this the Kansas City Chiefs' response to their pass rush? Interesting. Like a cat versus a mouse, the mouse's resistance always spices up a game that would otherwise be too boring.
Van Noy licked his lips, enjoying the moment when the smell of blood filled the air.
Get rid of Hill and keep moving forward.
Van Noy passed through the crowds and found his prey at a glance——
Wait, Smith still didn't pass the ball?
Van Noy subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look at the scattered positions of the receivers, but he controlled himself and locked his eyes on Smith.
The lifeblood, here, as long as the quarterback can be sacked, the running route of the wide receiver is not a concern.
Smith: Be focused and focused.
At this moment, in the critical predicament, he had no time or mind to think about other things. After unloading the burden, he fully devoted himself.
Now there is only one thought in Smith's mind:
It's not over. Can't end. Refuse to end.
Diagonally ahead on the right, Harrison was approaching, and a shadow invaded silently, exactly like the first half, overwhelming the Kansas Chief.
Diagonally ahead on the left, Van Noy was slightly delayed, but still approached with all his strength like a tiger descending the mountain, trying to make up for the small time difference.
Two ghosts knock on the door!
But see.
Smith kicked off his right leg, controlled his body, stopped and turned again, pushed his body laterally along the left side, and got rid of Harrison's tackle. Then Van Noy's face continued to dilate in his pupils. .
Pushing his left leg on the ground, he made a sudden stop and turn for the second time in a row. Against the force of centrifugal force, his body moved diagonally upward to the right again. Only then did he feel Van Noy's bloody storm so close at hand. The next second, he was pressed against Harrison's. The arm rushed out from the right side, trying to survive in the rough waves.
Footsteps, footsteps. pace!
After all, Smith is not a running quarterback. His pocket steps are shaky in the turbulent waves. Seeing Van Noy pounce on him again, his steps dancing wildly on the tip of the knife, he clenches his teeth and takes another step forward - —
Kick the ground.
Turn.
Draw the bow.
The entire passing movement is done smoothly and smoothly, and the arms are fully exerted.
Pass the ball.
Van Noy:? ? ?
Van Noy didn't even have time to get angry or upset, he was already in a state of confusion and shock, locking in Smith's passing action in disbelief.
Arms, with the bow string fully drawn, use the posture of bending the bow to shoot the eagle, delivering the cannonballs.
Long pass?
This is actually a long pass?
Smith? Long pass?
Are you sure? Did you really see it right? What did they see?
For a long time, Smith has not been known for his arm strength, and long passes have never been his strong point; and when faced with pressure and difficulties, the accuracy of long passes has dropped off a cliff, so much so that he almost does not dare to pass the ball at critical moments. Challenging long passes is like an inner demon. This is a fact that everyone in the league knows.
However.
at this time. now.
In the extreme dilemma of six people rushing the pass and a sack crisis, Smith chose to pass the ball long.
Not to mention Van Noy and Harrison, Belichick also looked surprised——
What on earth did Reid do in the locker room during halftime?
The whole audience held their breath, and their eyes followed the climbing curve of the rugby ball. The brown-red color climbed steadily, crossing the entire field like a rainbow, outlining a long and thrilling trajectory across the night sky.
Ten yards.
Twenty yards.
When the football left Smith's right hand, it flew towards the open space on the right at full speed. The next second, Van Noy did not stop the car and opened his arms to tackle Smith. The two of them rolled together——
Yellow flag! It seems that Van Noy should be judged for unnecessarily roughing up the quarterback after the quarterback passed the ball, but now Van Noy and Smith have no mind to pay attention to this. They both looked up amidst the earth-shaking, looking for the football team. The flight path, like the whole audience, held their breath.
Thirty yards!
Forty yards!
The football flew across most of the stadium, climbed all the way to the top, and then fell rapidly. The entire Gillette Stadium followed the football as it fell, lighting up the entire night sky like the tail of a comet.
Forty-five yards.
Fifty yards.
Smith's upper limit can be seen at this time. The parabola of football's decline has obviously accelerated. Not only is he exhausted, but even the trajectory of the rotation is still uneasy. The parabola of a cliff-like decline has exceeded expectations.
Despite this, Smith still completed a long pass attempt of about fifty yards, breaking the New England Patriots' prediction in an unusual way——
Moreover, he is still under layer upon layer of rushing pressure!
On a rare occasion, Smith also showed a hint of bloodiness.
So, who is the target of the pass?
…
"attack!"
The moment Smith announced the kickoff, the four figures at the forefront of the Kansas Chiefs advanced at full speed: three on the left and one on the right.
The three figures on the left are divided into three routes, namely turning to the sideline on the left, rushing forward vertically in the middle, cutting in laterally on the right and then cutting back into the short passing area with a hook. The three routes represent medium pass, long pass and short pass respectively. transmission line.
The dazzling route running cooperation completely contained the New England Patriots' second-line defense.
After all, this team has the third-worst pass defense in the league.
In fact, the focus is not on the wide receiver's running route, but on the quarterback delivering the cannonballs. The New England Patriots' interruption, interference, and pressure work in the first half were perfect.
On the right side, the running route is clear at a glance——
straight line. vertical. A profound blow.
Cornerback Stephon Gilmore was on full alert because he was facing tight end Kelsey. He was obviously at a disadvantage, but he never expected that Levi and Kelsey would cross and switch positions. Before his eyes he transformed into Levi.
Good thing!
Wait, is this definitely a good thing?
Gilmour started immediately, following Levi's footsteps step by step, trying to seize the opportunity by blocking the position.
The body had just leaned forward, relying on the dislocation of his shoulders to block Levi's progress; but he did not expect that Levi suddenly accelerated, his shoulders rubbed against his shoulders, and before his position could get stuck, Levi had already jumped out.
Gilmore held his breath and hurriedly kept up, bumping and pushing, constantly causing interference and preventing Levi from picking up the speed.
They all know Levi's vertical speed ability.
bump. Collide. squeeze. entangled. sticky.
Gilmore showed all the cornerback's 18 martial arts skills and had to bite Levi hard.
However, little success was achieved.
Without warning, Levi slammed back hard, destroying Gilmore's body balance. The two of them pulled away slightly, and Levi gained some breathing space, and he jumped out with a single step, throwing Gilmore away.
Kick off, start, run.
Levi was in front, followed by Gilmore.
Gilmore tried to keep up with Levi, but found that the distance between the two people did not shorten, but was gradually widening at a speed visible to the naked eye. A space had already opened up before he could even blink.
You can plug in a third party.
and.
Levi ran faster and faster, faster and faster, throwing Gilmore away in an instant.
Gilmore: That pervert!
(End of this chapter)