King of the Bay Area

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The training was over and night fell, but Randy Moss did not leave.

Moss is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very smart.

Five games have passed in the regular season, but he has rarely won any performance opportunities; even if he occasionally appears as a rotation player, the number of passes as a goal is really limited. More often, he only serves as a tactical pawn. To contain the running path of defensive players.

In Moss's words, it was a scarecrow. It is placed in the rice field to attract or drink crows, but it has no real effect.

The problem is that he is not a scarecrow, he should not be a scarecrow! He is a warrior, even if he is no longer young, even if he is scarred all over, even if he is no longer in his state, but in the bones of blood, he is still a real warrior, he longs to fight, longing for blood, longing to fight!

After retiring, he chose to come back again. He was not meant to be a scarecrow on the bench!

Those dead children who are not stinking, they all think he is over, he is over, and each one thinks that he is amazing, as if he has the world, but the person who has touched the top of the world really is him, it should be He is right! They should all admire and submit to themselves, rather than treat themselves as a general wide receiver.

Damn God! He is not an ordinary wide receiver, he is Randy Moss! Unique Randy Moss!

Moss knew he had to stand up, fight for himself, fight for himself, and fight for himself. His glory and medals were not quietly sitting beside him, but he took the initiative to attack and experienced blood and fire. After the test, he won with his own injuries and pains!

So, after the daily training ended today, Moss left the training base; and then secretly re-entered back, waiting in the parking lot, waiting for all the players to leave, he was ready to have a face-to-face conversation with Hubble:

He needs to win a place in the locker room, he needs to establish his authority in the team, he needs to get a chance to prove himself in the game; more importantly, he needs the quarterback to value his presence, he Need a quarterback to match his playing style, he needs to win more playing time and catch the chance-

He is not a drooping old man! He's not a rookie who stalks what he says! He is not an unknown soldier who can be commanded by anyone casually!

He, Randy Moss, even though he is thirty-two years old, he is still the king of this stadium!

The waiting time was extremely long and sleepy. Between all the boredom, Moss turned on the tablet and started watching the game video.

However, the quiet moment was broken!

The rookie quarterback with few beards, actually ran over to the big lala to teach him how to run. Indeed, he thinks this little guy is quite interesting. The past few weeks have shown some highlights worth discussing, but this does not mean that this little kid can stand in front of himself boldly and arrogantly.

That guy's words really irritated him! Like never before!

Repressed and repressed, waited and waited, the other party's interference and question finally pulled the trigger, so, utterly, Moss fully fired, and rough and sharp swear words continued to pop out, turning his inner heart Depression and suffocation all broke out.

"Really?" Lu Keyang said in a loud voice, without any hesitation and fear, and just hit back straight.

For a word without a head, Mos was so stunned, he didn't understand what was going on, nor the source of the sentence. After a short pause, he was preparing to continue cursing, and Lu Ke continued. He spoke, interrupting his rhythm.

"In 2007, the ninth week of the regular season, the New England Patriots played against the Indianapolis Colts."

Lu Ke's opening created more question marks. Moss didn't understand what was happening, but as the discourse proceeded, Moss' memory box opened like this little by little.

"The second attack in the third quarter, the same inward running path, left side to the central area, a short pass of about six yards to seven yards. Brady kicked the ball quickly and shot quickly. At that time, your The running route is not so fancy, facing a cornerback and a linebacker's joint defense, and a security guard is quickly making up the defense. You reached the position with the running route on the tactical manual and completed the ball. "

Similar situations, similar offenses, similar scenarios, but the results are quite different. Once, Moss finished the catch; once, Moss missed the catch.

Moss was completely stunned and could not believe it: was Lu Ke intentional or unintentional? Why is he so clear about the details and architecture of those attacks?

Just as Moss tried to refute, Lu Ke added, "Do I need to talk about the names of cornerbacks, linebackers and security guards at that time, and their running routes?"

Moss closed his mouth, and then continued, it was self-deprecating.

Lu Ke stood, his steps did not move, and he fixed his gaze on Moss, did not continue to speak, but let the silence slowly spread.

This made Moss embarrassed, but after a little calmness, Moss felt anger again, and his emotions of rage and rage boiled, "grass!" The rough words jumped out again, multiplied, tripled, four The magnificent momentum exploded majesticly and majesticly, and there was even an urge to step up.

"So, really? Is there really no problem with your running route? Can the route selection of the tactical manual really be changed? Didn't the connection between Brady and you really complete the communication in advance? The team's tactics are late Can't find your position, is it really my problem? Is the running you insist on the best choice? "

A series of rhetorical questions instantly interrupted Moss's rhythm, and he was speechless. The unnamed fire started to burn. He now only wanted to strangle the guy, using his own hands to grip the throat. , Cut off all the words, only the only thought left in my mind, "Shut up! Shut up! All shut his mouth!"

However, Lu Ke still pursued.

"Let me tell you the answer?" Lu Ke continued to say, "Because that's the New England Patriots, because that's Bill Bilicek, because that's Tom Brady; and here, nothing. If I If you are wrong, please correct me or refute me. "

Among the three teams in Moss career, the only head coach who can suppress him is Billicek.

Moss is not reluctant to run a relatively fixed route, but because the San Francisco 49ers have not been able to tame the wild horse.

Some words stabbed Moss' sensitive nerve, and he couldn't refute it. The sense of shame grew up bit by bit, and he was choked, and he chose the latter between throwing his fists and controlling his temper-today, he still needs to talk to the head coach, and it ’s best to avoid making mistakes. , So he turned and left.

Straighten his chest straight and lift his head high, even if he is embarrassed, even if he is ashamed or angry, but Moss still firmly maintains his pride. The pride of "Landy Moss" will not be because of his youth. No one will bow his head because of injury or sickness, this is the conclusion of a long career, because in the professional league, in a cruel society, no one will have mercy on the weak.

Lu Ke is still too young. He couldn't understand Mos's perseverance and mentality, or Moss's stubbornness and stubbornness, but he could interpret pride in Moss's back, rather than bending pride, even if he was covered with corpses and bruises, he still refused to surrender.

"Randy Moss, why did you choose to come back?"

Lu Ke's voice was full of the youth and vitality of the young man, echoing in the empty parking lot, the raging wind could not shake the vigorous vitality, which made Moss' footsteps stop involuntarily.

"You are a legend! A real legend! Did you know? What does the name 'Landy Moss' mean? For cornerbacks, this is a terrible nightmare; for quarterbacks, this It ’s a wonderful fairyland. You have created countless history, you have a brilliant career, even if you retire, you can easily enter the Hall of Fame, there is no doubt. "

"You don't need to prove yourself."

Unconsciously, Moss once again straightened his spine, even though the spine was completely straight, but he still lifted his chin and opened his shoulders, the arrogance from the inside out, let him hold tightly fist.

You don't need to prove yourself.

This sentence is so heavy and so precious for Moss.

Throughout his life, he was trying to prove himself, because people think he is always inferior to Jerry-Rice, that is the best wide receiver in history, not only on the field, but also on the field. Word of mouth is also very good, but also because the number of Super Bowls is very different-Jerry Rice has won three Super Bowls! It is also the MVP of the Super Bowl!

He can never catch up with Jerry Rice.

His pain, his struggles, and his mission can never be understood by others.

"Do you know? I'm jealous of you because you have a talent that is jealous to madness. As long as you stand on the court, you seem to have a natural sharp touch, always able to smell opportunities and open up the situation; For what I dream of, I have to work ten times and one hundred times to barely catch up with you ... "

Suddenly, Lu Ke's words changed tone, and Moss frowned, turned suddenly, and cursed in disgust, "So? What does this mean? You are trying to win now My sympathy? This set doesn't work, you know, if you have a pair of big / chest / parts, I might think about it. "

Facing Moss's complaint, Lu Ke was not angry, but instead chuckled.

Sure enough, it is Moss's consistent style, and it can never be predicted.