Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1343 Lost
"Fly! Snap!"

"Fly! Snap!"

The uniform shouts resounded throughout the stadium with thunderous force. Not only Arrowhead Stadium, but the entire Kansas City and even the entire North American continent seemed to be able to feel the rolling heat waves surging in from all directions, pressing heavily on the chests of the Tennessee Titans players.

Out of breath.

Derrick Henry stood there, trying to raise his head, trying to straighten his chest, trying to stand up straight.

But it’s hard. Really hard.

Just now, Henry was roaring with joy and passion. He proved himself with a trick attack and a beautiful pass, proving that he was no less capable than Levi. He was no less capable than Levi in ​​what Levi could do, and he was also one of the league's top running backs.

Run the ball? Catch the ball? Pass the ball?

There is no problem with all of this. Henry is also capable of being comprehensive and shouldering the responsibilities of the team, playing the role of the team's superhero at critical moments.

The results of it?
A turn was still not enough to withstand the Kansas City Chiefs' fierce counterattack.

An interception ended all the offensive efforts of the Tennessee Titans, and Vrabel's planning and game instantly went down the drain.

However, even the time of sadness and anger was not met with a counterattack.

The interception was returned for a touchdown.

Not only did it extinguish the Tennessee Titans' desperate attack, but it also gave the Thunder a counterattack, stabbing the Tennessee Titans' heart accurately and sharply.

A fatal blow.

Henry took a deep breath and tried to pull himself together again.

But it was too difficult. I looked up at the scoreboard above the court, feeling a sense of loss gripping my ankles as I fell vertically from a height of thousands of miles.

It's not that the Tennessee Titans didn't perform well. In fact, they have pulled out all their secret weapons, concentrating and going all out, exerting 120% of their energy. Except for the interception just now, they made almost no mistakes in the entire first half and played an almost perfect half of the game.

result--

"28:28".

The four-touchdown lead was wiped out in the blink of an eye, and we were back to the same starting line. It seemed that all the efforts and struggles in the first half were meaningless and everything was in vain.

That feeling of powerlessness blocked my chest, making me feel suffocated and uneasy.

Where is the "home curse" that was promised? What's going on with the current score?

Could it be that... the so-called curse only worked for one quarter at Arrowhead Stadium?
Damn it.

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

Even though he was just standing there, Henry's knees trembled slightly uncontrollably. He was completely immersed in the game in the first half and temporarily forgot about his tiredness. Now that he stopped, the burning sensation ran through his calf muscles. His steps felt heavy as if they had weighed a thousand pounds and he couldn't move forward. It seemed that as long as he raised his legs, his whole body would fall apart.

He had to use up all his remaining strength just to stay standing.

Looking up, Henry found Levi in ​​the bustling crowd at a glance——

Steady. Cool. Focused. Solid as a rock.

There was no venting, no celebration, no cheering, and certainly no arrogance or showing off.

The calm temperament radiating from the inside out is like an indomitable blade, allowing the Kansas City Chiefs to stay focused and calm inside and out.

That gesture couldn't be more obvious:
Closing the 28-point gap is worth being happy about, but not worth celebrating because the game is not over and the Kansas City Chiefs' goal is to win the final victory.

The powerful belief that emanated from the understatement came over them in a mighty way, suppressing the morale of the Tennessee Titans.

Even Henry was no exception, feeling suffocated and depressed, not to mention the others, whose eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment, but they didn't know who to turn to for the answer. "Hey!"

I heard a shout in my ear. It was Vrabel, who shouted while clapping his hands to grab attention.

"Hey, everyone is back. There's still the second half!"

"It's just a draw. We're back to the same starting line with equal opportunities. Let's all cheer up and go back to the locker room to adjust and cheer up."

Shouting and yelling, trying to cheer up the Tennessee Titans players, but Vrabel's voice revealed a lack of confidence.

He carefully concealed his palms wet with sweat, but the chicken soup for the soul that he shouted out lacked warmth, and his eyes revealed a hint of confusion.

Vrabel understands the truth.

It's just a draw, there's still the entire second half to decide the winner.

However, what about the facts?
Vrabel's pockets were completely emptied, and all kinds of secret weapons were used. He thought that those secret weapons could at least help the Tennessee Titans gain a foothold. However, they were all directly defeated in the final period of the first half, completely overturning his calculations.

There was still a second half, which should have been a good thing, but Vrabel didn't know how to deal with it.

“It’s a difficult question.”

"We all know this is a difficult problem."

"This season, the Kansas City Chiefs have been both praised and questioned, and everyone has expressed their opinions. On the one hand, they have achieved a historic undefeated season, and on the other hand, they are at the crossroads of entering a new era, facing countless controversies and challenges. But one thing is certain."

"Whether leading or trailing, the fighting spirit and tenacity of this team never faded."

"Now, the Tennessee Titans are facing a tough problem: how to stop the Kansas City Chiefs' rising momentum? This is also a problem for the entire league."

"The first problem is that the Kansas City Chiefs will take the lead in the second half. If the Tennessee Titans cannot stop them, the second half of the game is likely to be completely under the control of the Kansas City Chiefs, and they may completely widen the gap."

"The beginning is the key."

Nantz was indeed experienced and prepared to grasp the pulse of the game and accurately predict the start of the second half.

As soon as they appeared on stage, the atmosphere became completely tense.

On first down and 10 yards, the Tennessee Titans chose to raid.

Vrabel went all out, completely letting go of his burdens, quickly completing his layout during the halftime break, and immediately took the initiative to break the balance without any hesitation.

In the entire first half, the Tennessee Titans only raided once, but at the beginning of the second half, they chose a six-man raid, showing a desperate attitude.

Pocket, torn.

The Tennessee Titans had strategy and determination, and of course, the key was to create a numerical advantage and force a breakthrough, and middle linebacker Woodyard successfully broke into the pocket.

Vrabel relied on the misalignment of the defensive players to disrupt the offensive forward's predictions. Instead of breaking through from the side, he decided the outcome from the center.

It has to be said that this small strategy achieved excellent results and Woodard successfully entered the pocket.

However, were the Kansas City Chiefs not prepared?

the answer is negative.

Levi, the sixth offensive lineman, was on standby at all times. He took a step forward to meet Woodyard and blocked the path from Woodyard to Mahomes in time, buying Mahomes valuable breathing space.

Mahomes took consecutive steps back to create distance and looked up to read the defense.

But Levi noticed a hint of smugness in Woodard's eyes, and his intuition immediately sounded the alarm:

Oh no, the tiger is lured away from the mountain!
(End of this chapter)