King of the Bay Area

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"Roar roar! Ahhhh! Aoao!"

In the line of sight, every spectator stood up, boos, shouts, screams, hissing, roaring, creating an incredible noise, stirring again and again, the fans began to wave their hands In the towels and hats in the middle, the uniform noise was overwhelming, all of them were dazzling and boiling red, and even the blue sky reflected a faint red.

The entire red ocean began to boil, and filled every corner of the line of sight endlessly, rushing towards the visiting team with open teeth, and suddenly became the strong foreign aid of the home team, hitting the visiting team again and again, trying to shake their rising. Powerful momentum.

Lu Ke knew that this was not the effect of special skills. Because the skill itself does not affect the fans, but based on the support of the fans, the effect of improving the 5% is increased. In other words, the stronger the support of the fans themselves, the better the skill effect, and the weaker the contrary.

But at this moment, Lu Ke really felt the heart hidden in the candlestick stadium, beating strongly and fiercely, puffed, puffed, puffed, the vast momentum penetrated the ground, clearly transmitted, as if The 70,000 fans at home are truly connected with the eleven home team players on the court.

The fans know that the home team needs their support; the fans know that the home team is facing difficulties now; the fans know that this victory requires their concerted efforts. So, they came forward, they ignored them, they screamed.

The magnificent and magnificent momentum makes people's hearts surging, and makes people more enthusiastic!

The San Francisco 49ers defensive team is cheering and cheering!

In the first wave of offense, the defensive team tore the pocket twice in a row, tearing one of the league ’s top and most outstanding offensive lines apart, and once slammed the running back one yard behind the kicking line. Last time, Drew Brice chased the ground in such a chase that he threw the football off the sideline to avoid a sack, and the Saints were caught in the third gear and nine yards.

At the critical moment, Brice stepped up again, quickly found the wide receiver with a short screen pass, and dangerously completed a twelve-yard pass, completing a three-yard conversion in a suffocating way.

In the second attack, the defensive team chased Brice again and again, and the pocket quarterback turned into a running quarterback. They even tried their best to run the belt, but they still fell into third gear and one yard. situation.

As a result, Briss had a clever fake fax run, using the speed of running back Darren Sprouls to complete a one-yard push, and completed a three-speed conversion for the second time in a row.

It is no exaggeration to say that Brice is almost alone to carry the entire team forward. The pressure of the elite quarterback has reached an unprecedented level.

In the third wave of offense, the defense team broke through the pocket again as if it was unmanned. Bryce, who was chased without temper, even had no time to observe the passing target, let alone complete the pass. Zhong can only throw the rugby out of bounds, and then once again faced the situation of two yards and ten yards.

The noise in the candlestick stadium was too fierce. In the rough seas, the entire ground began to vibrate slightly. It seemed that the roar and roar from the Bay Area could be felt. The Saints attacking team players could not concentrate. Briss The sound of the tactics was almost impossible to pass. Before two consecutive kick-offs, he noticed the deviation of the position and had to step forward again to modify the tactics.

Such home momentum is not inferior even to Century Chain Stadium, and even more so.

Briss is not sure whether it is his own illusion, but since the start of this attack, the support at home seems even more terrifying, and the thunderous sound of the strike can be clearly felt on the eardrums, so that the attention is always Can't help but start to spread out, this feeling is really too bad, as if all limbs are bound.

Even Brice felt this way, let alone the other Saints offensive team members.

After revising the tactics twice in a row, I saw that the kick-off countdown was about to be cleared, but the position was still not very accurate. In desperation, Brice could only hurriedly announce the kick-off. As for the tactics, then adapt yourself!

"attack!"

In an instant, Brice could see the pockets in front of him shrink. In the cheering cheers of the audience, the 49-man defensive group only used four people to pass the pass, which has smoothed the number of disadvantages and crushed the saints. With the protection of the team's offensive line, the entire pocket became whizzing, and Brice adjusted his passing space with a quick backstep, but he couldn't find any passing target in sight—

The second-line defensive players accurately cut off all the receiving players with man-to-man defense. At the same time, there are three players scattered in different parts of the court to develop regional defense. The strict defense does not see the passing opportunity at all. Torn, Brice is about to face the stormy waves again.

Then, Darren Sproles appeared.

Running back Sprouls jumped out of the channel outside the slot and cut into the short pass area. There were two defensive players marking nearby, but not personal marking. There was still about five yards away from the gap. Brice accurately passed the rugby into Sprouse's arms, a six-yard short pass, light and neat.

After receiving the ball, Sproles accelerated in an instant.

Perimeter guard Pales Harrelson saw that he was about to miss the grapple, and one flew up, but Sprouls used his high leg to avoid Haralson's fatal blow, and then moved to the left Sideways, avoiding the corner guard Carol Rogers's route of defense and increasing his speed.

In front of the safety guard CJ-Spilman, he was about to face him, but Sproles was like a drift in a curve. The whole body circumvented a small arc, avoiding Spearman's fingers with a gap of a few centimetres. Pointer, and then moved towards the middle area, and on the left side you can see Jimmy Graham bumping another defender, and then it is smooth.

"Sproles! Sproles! Thirty-five yards! Thirty yards! Dodged a grapple! Dodged another grapple! Twenty yards, Sproles has already entered the twenty-yard area! Fifteen yards! Ten yards! There are no defensive players anymore! Unbelievable! Unbelievable! Touchdown! Darren Sproles! This is a touchdown! "

"Faced with the continuous fragmentation of the pockets, Drew Briss was in constant desperation, but they made a fatal blow! The New Orleans Saints passed the score! After entering the fourth quarter, the rhythm and state of the San Francisco 49ers seemed Some ca n’t keep up with the speed. Now the Saints have a touchdown. As long as they can complete the extra points, they will overtake the score for the first time in this game! "

"Jesus Christ! Oh, **** Christ! Last week's script, do we have to do it again this week?"

It ’s the same thing for this offense. For three consecutive times, I watched the San Francisco 49ers defensive team strangle to strangle the New Orleans Saints offense. Rees can always tear a small gap, complete the advancement, complete the reversal, and even complete the touchdown.

The sense of smell and ability of the elite quarterback is truly extraordinary!

Lu Ke put his hands on his chest. Not only did he not be discouraged, but his fighting spirit was even more exalted.

he knows. The home skill "Blasting Waves" is an auxiliary skill, it is impossible to directly disintegrate the opponent's offensive through the deterrent force of the home audience; however, after seeing Briss who was deterred by 5%, he was still in desperation in the midst of staggering Zhong led the team to continue to move forward, which made Lu Ke's unyielding and passionate deep feelings start to burn.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins; what about the brave? The strong wins!

This game is no longer as simple as the first playoff game of his career, but the first duel of his career with the elite quarterback, so that Lu Ke truly saw the strength of the league's top presence. Perhaps, his current strength is still not comparable to the level of Brice; but he can let go and see who can laugh to the end!

The entire candlestick stadium was in a state of consternation and shock. They stared blankly at the stadium, holding their heads in disbelief, annoyed and pained, disappointed and depressed. They did not understand what happened just now? How did all this happen? Why is this happening? why!

The sight once again surrendered the score on the big screen, but still can't believe his eyes——

"37:38"!

The Saints scored extra points without suspense and successfully achieved the lead!

For the 49ers, they can almost be said to lead the game, but they were overtaken by their opponents at the last moment? This is definitely a nightmare, the nightmare that people just want to wake up quickly!

Then, the audience noticed the time on the big screen, four minutes and two seconds, they still have time.

The game is not over yet!

"Attack! Slap!"

When the first fan woke up, he began to shout "offense", then hit the palm twice, and then shouted "offense" again, so this cycled up, matching a wonderful rhythm drum, cheering again. The powerful momentum ignited, and the candlestick stadium gradually recovered its calm—

How did they forget?

This season, this is the offensive team, tough and strong, refused to give up, refused to compromise, refused to surrender, step by step to win a game, burst out of unimaginable vigor and courage, and led them for eight years Back to the ranks of the playoffs, they have experienced crisis, they have also experienced desperation, but they all laughed to the end!

This is the case for the regular season, why must the playoffs be the exception?

As a result, the shouting gradually twisted into a rope, violently stirred up in the court:

"Attack! Papa! Offense! Papa! Offense! Papa!"