Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1283 For Faith
"Dear audience, dear audience, we are now at Arrowhead Stadium in Kansas City. Welcome to join us and watch the last week of the NFL regular season. The season will come to an end today."

"The regular season is coming to an end, and the long journey of four months has come to an end. A series of suspense will soon be revealed, and the competition for playoff spots will continue to be as fierce as in recent seasons."

"However."

"Today, in addition to the playoff spots, there is another focus, a special focus, and a direction of the season that no one expected before the start of the season. It may go down in history."

"Can the Kansas City Chiefs, the two-time defending champions, complete a perfect season?"

"Wow, it's unbelievable. After winning the Super Bowl for two consecutive years, the Kansas City Chiefs stood on the cusp of this season. Not only did they not back down, but they went to the next level and ushered in the ultimate transformation."

"Today, the Kansas City Chiefs attempt to become the second team to maintain a winning record since the regular season expanded to 16 games, and launch an attack on the three-peat."

"Although the result of this game will not have any impact on the playoff competition, the eyes of the entire league are still focused on Arrowhead Stadium. There is no doubt that they are the most watched team in the league today."

"none of them."

"Right now, the Kansas City Chiefs players are entering the field, Arrowhead Stadium is..."

The live commentator couldn't help but pause slightly.

Normally, it is normal for home fans to stand up and applaud to welcome the home team. There is nothing special about it. Every home stadium has its own traditional culture.

However, Arrowhead Stadium is a little different at this moment.

In the hustle and bustle, all the fans stood up and looked at the Kansas City Chiefs players in red jerseys, with their heads held high, but no one said a word.

There were no cheers, no shouts, no support, only silence.

It was chilly and windy at Arrowhead Stadium in December. This year it seemed to be colder than in previous years. There was a breeze, but the thin breeze was bone-chillingly cold.

Subconsciously, I wanted to curl up into a ball.

But Talia didn't.

Not only that, but Talia bravely held her head high, chest out, shoulders back, and her back as straight as a pine tree, bravely facing the wind and rain.

In competitive sports, watching live broadcasts and watching replays are two completely different things. Watching the action live is another matter entirely, and the feeling is completely different.

Vision, hearing, touch, smell, I could feel the surging restlessness and resonance in the air from all directions. My heart couldn't help but become one with the stadium. I couldn't help but tremble slightly because of excitement, excitement and nervousness. A heat wave surged in my chest and it almost exploded.

Then, Talia noticed the actions of others -

In the crowd, Carter raised his hands high, and his eyes were already wet before he even started moving.

"Felix, did you see that in heaven? This scene is dedicated to you.

Thank you, thank you for making me understand that the beauty of victory comes from the bitterness of failure, and the happiness of life comes from the fragility of illness and the fear of death. If you have not experienced the test of wind and rain, how can you know how to cherish the preciousness of sunshine?
Thank you, thank you for letting me be a real fan and a real chief, not just cheering for the victory, but also becoming a part of the lives of this team, this city and these fans, and feeling the pulse of life with my heart.

Life is not over, man, because we will carry your spirit and dreams and keep fighting.

Nothing is over until the game is over, right?
Fight till the end."

My heart is pounding and my blood is boiling.

However, Carter gritted his teeth and controlled himself. He didn't shout, cheer, vent or release anything. He just stared at the court with tears in his eyes.

He felt sorry and regretful that it was not until this year that Felix met his friends at the Old Oak Tavern and met such a special team, and he had to say goodbye to Felix before he had time to really establish a connection.

But at the same time, he felt fortunate and happy, because he finally found direction and focus in his aimless life.

Don't waste time, make the most of every day, celebrate wildly, bloom wildly, burn wildly, walk with your head held high, and fight to the end.

In front of us is the finish line of the Kansas City Chiefs' first goal of the season, and also the first gift to commemorate Felix's short but brilliant life:
Fight for faith, fight for honor, and fight for Felix.

Then Carter raised his hands high. Snap!

High five twice.

Felix!

Shout out.

Repeat the cycle, clap twice and shout once, burning your soul and releasing energy.

Not only Carter, but also Talia joined in, as well as old friends from the Old Oak Tavern such as West and Prest, filling the entire venue.

"Pah! Felix!"

"Pah! Felix!"

One voice after another replaced the "flying" cheer that had been hovering over Arrowhead Stadium and evolved into a rolling torrent, surging above Kansas City.

Karen smiled.

Don't cry, she doesn't cry.

She refused any tears, whether of joy or sorrow, because now was the time to rejoice and enjoy, to celebrate life.

Karen shouted with all her might, as if her lungs were about to burst in the next second.

Pah! Felix!
The whole audience was excited.

Not only the fans, but also the Kansas City Chiefs players, including the coaching staff and all the logistics staff, stood neatly in the center of the stadium.

If you look closely, you can notice that there is a line of words on the side of the helmet in Levi's hand -

"For Felix."

Just two words, but they carry so much.

Every Kansas City Chiefs player has this line of words on his helmet.

No words are needed, actions are the best proof.

Today, they are not fighting for victory, not fighting for a championship, not fighting for a perfect season, they are fighting for Felix.

While the entire league was discussing the issue from a rational, emotional, professional and tactical perspective, the Kansas City Chiefs had different ideas.

Half of the most wonderful and happiest moments in competitive sports happen on the court, and the other half happens in the interaction between the team and the fans.

Some things are more heartwarming and meaningful than victory and championship themselves, and cannot be simply measured by a season or a record, because they may be a spirit, a temperament, and the soul of a team.

This is the really moving part beyond the numbers and interests of commercial sports in professional leagues.

Although the Kansas City Chiefs have not yet named their starting lineup, the broadcast room has already gotten the answers they needed.

"…For the first time in three seasons, the Kansas City Chiefs, who had secured their playoff seed early, played with their full lineup in the last game of the regular season, fighting for victory with all their strength. The team was eager for victory from top to bottom."

"Because this time, they're fighting for Felix Gray."

Those haters who tried to provoke and anger the Kansas City Chiefs are only now realizing that they opened Pandora's box and released the devil.

However, it was too late.

(End of this chapter)