Chapter 465 Pilgrimage
“Good morning.”
"Good morning!"
February 4, 2018, Kansas City, sunny.
Early in the morning, the Old Oak Tavern was already busy.
Anderson was moving the inventory from the warehouse to the front desk like ants moving, while West was busy hanging banners to re-decorate the pub. The uninvited guests consciously helped move the chairs and tables one by two. Make room for a busy and bustling scene.
For getting drunk, it's obviously too early; but for partying, you can't go wrong by starting the warm-up early.
On the wall, a 75-inch large-screen TV screen has been turned on. The ordinary TV picture has an oppressive impact, creating an immersive sense of reality. NBC's all-weather live broadcast is now After the broadcast, you can feel the atmosphere early on.
"How are you, how do you feel today?"
"I have a good feeling, and I don't want to spoil our luck by saying it, but I woke up this morning, ate cheesecake, heard the magpies singing, had a smooth bowel movement, and everything couldn't be more perfect."
"Me too. I don't know why, but I'm not nervous or anxious. When I woke up this morning, I felt very relaxed and comfortable."
"That's because you don't have to play a game, you just sit in a pub and drink and curse. There's nothing to be nervous about."
"Hahaha."
The bustling discussion was mixed with ridicule, jokes and all kinds of complaints.
Then.
Without warning, someone raised their hands and started shouting.
"Kansas is the champ! Oh yeah!"
Hu la la, everyone else shouted loudly, and the tavern was very lively.
There was a slight pause, and then someone shouted again.
"I'm not confident, but we will win."
ha.
Suddenly, the collective burst into laughter, and joy and happiness climbed onto every face.
Today is the day of the Super Bowl.
In Kansas City, the entire city is on holiday, and the entire city is bustling with crowds of people, as thousands of fans are united in entering the Super Bowl moment.
If possible, every fan's ultimate dream is to go to watch the Super Bowl. In fact, Minneapolis is not far from Kansas City. It can be reached by driving north for four and a half hours, which is easy and convenient.
But alas, they can't.
This year, the unemployment rate in Kansas City remains high, and many blue-collar workers have to give up their home season tickets. Even for games at Arrowhead Stadium, they can only stay at home and watch in bars.
Not to mention traveling to Minneapolis.
Leaving aside the hard-to-find Super Bowl tickets, which are worth thousands of dollars, just traveling to the venue of the Super Bowl during the peak tourist season is an unbearable expense for accommodation and food. Naturally, this group of blue-collar workers who are struggling to make ends meet Unable to afford it, I can only give up with regret.
It’s okay, it’s the same thing in Kansas City—
No matter where they are, they will fight alongside the Chief.
One, two... full of confidence, holding their heads high, just imagining it, their hearts beat uncontrollably and hit their chests.
Everything is like a dream.
It was one year ago, another year of the draft, and a group of fans gathered at the Old Oak Tavern. They were disgraced, their confidence was thwarted, they were all hesitant and angry, and their confidence fell to the bottom again.
Their team seems to have become a strong team, making the playoffs three times in four years, finally getting out of trouble and finding a place in the league.
However, their team seems to have never been able to break through the window paper, often falling behind at critical moments in the playoffs and failing.
From all indications, nothing will change in the new season.
They are depressed, they are dull, they are sad, they are dragged by a kind of powerlessness and depression and are unable to get rid of it. Even their anger cannot be released, and they are trapped in a land without a owner.
But now——
The TV screen on the wall has been turned on, and NBC's 360-degree panoramic live broadcast is being staged around the clock, and they are one of the protagonists.
Turning his head, West saw Anderson who happened to pause and glance at the TV screen while busy, and a smile couldn't help but creep up on his lips. West, "Can you believe this?"
Anderson nodded slightly, "I can."
West was stunned.
Anderson shrugged. "Remember? The rookie said, please believe him, so I did it. So, I didn't question it for a second."
The scene when I first met Levi in the tavern last year came to mind.
West burst into laughter, "I'm not that determined. I have doubts, I've been worried, I've been afraid, but I'm glad I never left. And now, we're about to step into the Super Bowl, and that's the Super Bowl!"
Even if only two syllables collide between the lips and teeth, the emotions will expand uncontrollably like a hot air balloon, shouting to the whole world——
"Hoo!"
The entire Old Oak Tavern cheered and roared wildly, the air boiled, and every face was filled with happiness, blooming without reservation.
From the despair of not being able to win in the playoffs to overcoming all obstacles and winning three consecutive games to reach the Super Bowl, in just one season, Kansas City's wildest, most romantic and most gorgeous dream has actually come true.
"ha."
"Hahaha."
Just imagining it, a smile naturally creeps up on the corners of your mouth.
It turns out that dreams can really come true.
It turns out that faith can really bloom.
West couldn't help but straighten his back slightly. He believed in the chief just like he believed in life. No matter how difficult, painful or tormenting it was, he could persevere and wait for the day when the dawn would shine again.
"David."
West said.
"I am satisfied. Regardless of the result of today's game, I am satisfied. I am not greedy, this is enough. No matter what happens, I will be with the team and I will continue to fight."
The Super Bowl has a result no matter what. It ends a season and a perfect ending exists; but real life is not like that.
Maybe the team will win, maybe the team will lose, but the economic downturn and unemployment frenzy in Kansas City will not end soon. They still need to struggle on the line of life. The fairy tale that changes everything overnight will not be played out in reality. .
However, they saw the silver thread of happiness behind the dark clouds, and they saw the golden hope at the end of the endless abyss.
West, you're ready.
Championship, that's a reward.
Failure is the beginning of a new journey.
No matter what, he will not be depressed or give up. He will continue to persist, continue to fight, continue to fight, start over with his own hands, and rebuild his life.
He won't give up and refuses to surrender.
The smile on Anderson's lips rose, "Now that we are here, why not fight till the end and see what miracles we can still write."
"No confidence, but we will win, right?" West understood.
The two people exchanged glances, and their mood suddenly brightened.
Knock knock.
Someone knocked on the bar table, and West looked up.
"Charles, where's Chris?"
"Why didn't you see that guy? He wouldn't be hiding in the corner crying, right? I've been waiting for a whole year just for this moment. I can finally see that guy's expression. I'm ready to go all out."
Ho, ho, ho, ho.
There was a chorus of booing.
(End of chapter)