Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 143 Never Walk Alone
His eyes swept across the faces of his teammates in the offensive group one by one. Their youthful faces now rekindled their faith and passion sparkled in their eyes.

Finally, everyone looked at Levi.

"The game is not over yet."

"Because we are not fighting alone. There are Rangers, other teammates standing on the sidelines, and thousands of Crimson Tide Storms."

"I can't predict the final result of the game. I can't guarantee that we will win. Maybe we will lose, maybe we will win, but it doesn't matter."

"It's important that we look at the friends around us."

"After the season ends, we will all go our separate ways. Some will turn professional, some will return to life, and some will continue to fight. Life will not let us go as we wish. It always creates one trouble after another to test us."

"But we will never forget that we were once a member of the Red Tide. We stood on the court, we wrote one miracle after another, we marched all the way to the Richmond James Stadium, and we fought until the end."

“We’ll Never Walk Alone!”

Not too fast or too slow, not too hurried or too slow, but with a powerful impact.

Amid the howling wind, one can seem to hear the sound of blood boiling.

"I don't want to have any regrets. I don't care if I win or lose, but I want to fight until the end."

"I want to hold my head high and face any result calmly when the whistle blows. I want to keep you and us firmly in my memory. This is a game, but it is more than just a game. This is our battle."

“No one can take this memory away.”

A pause.

"I'm ready to keep fighting, who else?"

Calm, open, sincere and enthusiastic.

The blood boils.

Levi stretched out his right hand, his eyes were so determined, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a smile. Even though he was sweating profusely and looked tired, his whole body still exuded a powerful energy.

Snapped.

At the first moment, the offensive team captain and wide receiver Cam Robinson placed his right hand on the back of Levi's hand, and his heart couldn't help but surge.

Then Hurts, then Howard.

One, two, three, four, five, all the hands of the offensive team were stacked together, and their eyes fell on Levi.

Levi, "Roar!"

Everyone, "Roar!"

Morale is back.

Right before the formation, Levi was the first to notice:

Jacobs returned.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, with an ice pack and thick gauze wrapped around his right knee. Medical staff pushed him back to the court, and Clark immediately greeted him with a worried look on his face.

Burns also saw it, and he swayed his bulky body forward like a penguin, spitting and cursing, very dissatisfied with Jacobs's rash and thoughtless behavior; but Jacobs did not back down, he did not respond or speak, he just looked at Burns stubbornly.

Burns got tired of scolding, and seeing the stubbornness and determination in Jacobs' eyes, he finally gave in, shook his head and turned back; but he still couldn't let it go, and waved to Clark, motioning Clark to push Jacobs to catch up, looking like he was worried about him.

Jacobs turned his head and looked toward the court.

Regardless of victory or defeat, he hopes to fight with his teammates until the last moment.

From a distance, Levi gave Jacobs a thumbs up.

At this moment, none of them are fighting alone.

Bend down, form your ranks. Levi is ready.

Judging from the whole game, the Clemson Tigers' attrition tactics are indeed very effective. They only need to continue to stick to the tactics and continue to consume time. Even if the Alabama Crimson Tide storms touchdowns, as long as they consume enough time, the Clemson Tigers will be invincible.

This also means that the Alabama Crimson Tide must make adjustments.

tired?
At this point, it has been completely forgotten and my attention is highly focused.

"attack!"

Hearts called the game.

Sure enough, Levi's prediction was correct. The Clemson Tigers had entered the stage of wasting time. Whether running or passing the ball, they opened up their defensive formation and gave the first three to five yards to the Alabama Crimson Tide. They would surround the running backs or wide receivers until they rushed out and cut off the offense with their numerical advantage.

Although yards are lost, they are not lost in large quantities, and the time consumption is very serious.

In this situation, a sneak long pass is actually the best way to deal a fatal blow. However, Hurts tried it once and the connection was unsuccessful.

The Alabama Crimson Tide doesn't have many opportunities to waste now. Every time they waste an offensive opportunity, they get closer to the abyss.

This is a dilemma. The Clemson Tigers had set up a tight net in advance, and now it was finally time to close the net. They had to seize the shortcomings of Shaban's insufficient offensive tactics and buy themselves precious breathing time at the critical moment.

So, what to do?
Second gear, ten yards.

After coming on the court again, the Alabama Crimson Tide chose to pass the ball five times in a row. There was no other way. Time was running out and they had to speed up the pace. Three of the five passes were successful and they scored two first attacks, which also allowed the Crimson Tide's offensive group to advance to near midfield.

However, the situation is very, very serious—

There are two minutes and fifty-five seconds left until the end of the game.

The Clemson Tigers can fight a war of attrition, but the Alabama Crimson Tide can't. Their offensive group must show the explosiveness of this season.

After the kickoff was announced, Hurts took consecutive steps back and made a passing gesture again. From any angle, the Alabama Crimson Tide Storm had only one way to go, passing the ball, because the ground offense would consume more time; this also made the Clemson Tigers' defense easier.

tread. tread. tread.

After three steps back, Hurts turned around and passed the football to Levi.

If the Alabama Crimson Tide want to play with explosive power, they can either choose long pass or run the ball. Hurts' long pass attempt just now was unsuccessful, so Shaban put the offensive responsibility on Levi's shoulders again.

Levi, very calm.

Without any additional observation, the current defensive focus of the Clemson Tigers is clear at a glance——

The front line still maintained a four-man pass rush and continued to put pressure on Hurts.

The backfield, including the linebackers and cornerbacks, all retreated slightly to focus on defending the intermediate and long passes. If Hurts made a short pass, they would swarm over like locusts and pin the receiver to the ground as soon as possible.

Whether it is pass defense or run defense, it is actually the same. The Clemson Tigers are in control of the situation and they are already invincible.

The current situation is no exception.

At this time, Hurts handed the football to Levi. The Clemson Tigers' secondary defense was very surprised because the Alabama Red Tide Storm's wide receivers and tight ends all rushed out, one by one, running at full speed, sprinting towards the deep area. From any angle, it was a passing attack -

And it was a long pass, Hurts was ready to aim at the deep area, which also made all the second-line defensive players rush out just sticking to the wide receiver and tight end.

The space in the short pass area is completely opened.

As a result, the football ended up in Levi's arms.

The first thing Levi saw was the defensive forward line that was so close to him, rushing towards him like a wolf or a tiger.

Levi did not avoid it. Not only that, he faced it head on without hesitation.

Second update today.

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(End of this chapter)