King of the Bay Area

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"After the start of the second quarter, the New York Giants struck out again. Immediately afterwards, the 49ers of San Francisco began to accelerate without warning. The high-frequency short-pass attack completely disrupted the defensive rhythm of the New York Giants. Now they seem to be responding. However, before the reaction, the 49-man offensive team has successfully entered the red zone and challenged the touchdown again. "

"At present, Lu Ke's pass is 12 out of 14 and the passing performance is very good; in terms of running, the three running backs took turns and joined together to dedicate forty-nine yards, which is now only the first half of the second quarter. . There is no doubt that the entire offensive team is now fully fired, and the momentum of promotion is simply unstoppable. It seems that the game has entered the San Francisco rhythm. "

"Kick off again!"

"Crabtree on the left broke straight, Vernon on the left drove back after the previous rush; Jean on the right cut inside and Logan on the right dashed forward. Typical 49 players, shotgun The dazzling running route in the gun formation only needs a window to become Lu Ke's breakthrough pass line. "

"Linch! It's actually Lynch! The familiar slot outside running route, the familiar running back receiving strategy, the familiar short pass area create a misaligned gap, Lu Ke passed the ball! Wait, not Lynch! But Jean Ted-Jean! At the moment of the shot, Lu Ke, through the control of his wrist, chose Jean, who was standing on the same vertical axis as Lynch, but farther away! "

"Ted Jean! Jean jumped high, trying to finish the ball!"

"Oh, impact! This impact is too fierce! God, it's terrible, it's terrible! Derek Martin grabs Jean's legs and strikes from right to left; Alan Rose (Aaron-Ross) grabbed Jean ’s upper body and struck from left to right. Two powerful forces of different forces hedged, and Jean ’s helmet flew out, God! "

"The player fell to the ground and the game was interrupted."

...

Highland, the football flies high, glides across the sky, and then quickly falls towards the position where Jean is located, but the next second, Lu Ke ’s expression changes color, and he looks incredulously at everything in front of him, just Subconsciously quickly rushed up, and turned away a group of bustling players next to it.

The entire candlestick stadium was shrouded in a buzzing noise. All the fans stood up and watched the situation on the court nervously and worriedly. The repressed sound was breeding fear and irritability little by little. Breathless, the heart almost stopped beating.

The end zone has become a hardest hit area. Almost all players are standing in this small area. The two players who have just brewed such an accident, Martin and Ross, stood next to each other with nervous expressions, eyes glaring. Constantly apologizing, "Sorry, sorry, sorry ... is he alright?"

But their apology didn't work at all. Crabtree rushed over, pushed away Rose, and started a confrontation with scolding, "Are you **** kidding me? Damn it! On purpose! You are on purpose! You bastards! You are murderers! You are a cruel murderer! "

The players of both teams started to persuade, but under the emotional impulse, there were more and more swear words between the words. Not only could the situation not be controlled, but a larger conflict was still brewing, and the scene began to change. It was noisy, blended with the atmosphere of the dark tide inside the stadium, and seemed to be on the verge of running out of control.

Jonathan Goodwin's experience is more abundant, and quickly stepped forward, with the help of Joe Stanley and Vernon Davis, began to disperse the crowd and control the scene, "Spread! Everyone, all spread! We Need a little fresh air! "

The sound of shouting was like the thunder in the suppression of the scene, but it was suddenly swallowed in the noisy buzzing sound, so weak and so weak, the scene became more suppressed and anxious, and the gray clouds were thickened. Not open, it seems that all the light and color are gone.

As the captain of the offensive team, Lu Ke had no thoughts and no effort to sort out the situation at this time. Because there was no way to look away from Jean, his helmet had flown out of the field, his entire face was completely exposed, sweating and pale lips, although there was no words, he could still feel clearly The pain he is suffering.

Rugby is a sport that is closely related to injury and illness. Not to mention, after the last week's game, Lu Ke clearly felt his potential concussion danger. This is part of the game and part of life, not to mention, Lu Ke Being able to win a chance to show oneself in college and professional arenas is also a direct cause of injury to other players.

But Lu Ke has never seen such a bad impact in person.

Jean was n’t a big, physically strong guy. He was lying quietly on the lawn at this time. He was thin and weak. His body did n’t dare to move. He still maintained his posture of landing, avoiding any more serious actions caused by rash actions. Injury, waiting for the arrival of the team doctor. That stiff posture looked extremely small and fragile.

Lu Ke tried to say something, but all words were stuck in his throat.

"Hey, Bambi." Jean noticed Lu Ke's appearance, his eyes slightly slanted, and a big smile appeared, but then he grinned his teeth, "Relax, the situation is not as serious as it seems, I ... eh , I keep the same position now, just to wait for the arrival of the team doctor. "

These comforting words did not help, because the pain and forbearance in the face could not be concealed at all, it seemed that the speech seemed extremely painful, and he had been enduring something, showing his struggle in all aspects, making people feel clearly The seriousness of the matter.

"Ted." Lu Ke finally spoke, but his words were like squeezing toothpaste. "Don't talk, Walter will take care of you." The usual clever teeth are not at all useful now, and they can only repeat the same sentence repeatedly. , "Walter will take good care of you." But without any persuasion, he revealed a guilty conscience.

Jean rubbed the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile that was even uglier than the crying face, and then there seemed to be more cold sweat on his forehead.

Without speaking, Jean slowly turned his eyes and searched around, but he couldn't find the target. Lu Ke asked, "What's wrong? What are you looking for?"

"Helmet. My helmet." Jean said hoarsely.

Lu Ke quickly straightened his body, swiftly scanned around, and then found a target, quickly trotting towards the audience stand; among the photographers sitting cross-legged, a chubby reporter picked up Ji Eun's helmet number nine reached out and handed it over.

Lu Ke walked forward quickly, took the helmet, and whispered "Thank you", then heard the reporter whisper, "Babi, come on."

A simple sentence, at this moment, seems mixed. It seems that everyone knows that death is the end of the journey, but when the day comes, it is inevitable that fear will begin. The same is true of injuries and injuries. Only when you have experienced them yourself can you understand the destruction of professional athletes.

"Thank you." Lu Ke said again, turned around, and then saw that the team doctor and battery trailer had reached the end zone, and they were carefully moving Jean on a stretcher and putting it on the trailer.

Lu Ke hurried forward hurriedly and shouted, "Wait. Wait."

Coming to the trailer, Lu Ke put the helmet on Jean's hand, making sure that Jean's right hand could touch the helmet. "Man, this is your helmet." The sight fell on Jean's cold sweat again. Above his face, "let us leave the rest."

Jean rubbed his lips, and he still couldn't smile, "At least, the team's first touchdown was made by me. Ha! Ha!" Two dry laughs, but no smile at all , And then paused for a moment, and seemed to want to say something, but it was stuck in the throat again.

It was such a small gap that the battery trailer started again under the urging of the team doctor, carrying Jean away from the stadium slowly. Not only because Jean needs to check as soon as possible; but also because they cannot delay the game.

The trailer slowly left the stadium, and in the next second, Jean finally couldn't bear it anymore, his hands covered his cheeks, and he cried in tears.

After so long silence, so long float, so long struggle, he finally has a stage to show himself, and devoted the best performance of his career, but at this moment, it is so abruptly stopped; belongs to him The season, his rise, his glory, all came to an abrupt end.

In five years, he spent five full years to reach his present position, standing on the stage of the National League finals, fighting for the Super Bowl, and fighting for the most glorious moment of his career. However, he fell on this stage.

Now, maybe there is a future, maybe not.

But at least, in this game, he cannot continue to fight side by side with his brothers to win the final victory; and this season, he may no longer be able to stand on the same battlefield with these young and enthusiastic teammates, His beloved stadium.

In an instant, Jean couldn't stand it anymore, howling and crying.

...

Take a deep breath, take another deep breath, the tumultuous brain finally settled down, Lu Ke realized that he is the offensive team leader, he must calm down, he must rejuvenate, they still have a National League final to be completed, they still need an offensive It is extremely difficult to complete, but he must come forward.

This is what leaders should do.

Long breathing out, temporarily suppressing all the confusion and chaos in the heart, Lu Keyang shouted, "Guys, we need to cheer up. This is just an accident, no one wants to happen."

Turning his head and looking around for a week, his eyes fell on each teammate. That tragic emotion was slowly spreading, clenching his fists, and a powerful energy erupted in the depths of Dantian, "Come on! There is another touchdown waiting We're done! Come on! "The roar of excitement / sentiment was like a punch, crushing the repression.

Twenty-five seconds later, the entire candlestick stadium boiled--

"Touchdown! Touchdown! The San Francisco 49ers completed the touchdown again!"