Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1502 Falling Flowers and Flowing Waters
Stay calm! Focus!
……calm!
Garoppolo kept reminding himself, forcing himself to stay focused even though his knees were still shaking and his calves were still twitching.

Everything is under the control of Shanahan. They need to take the initiative, they need to attack, they need to play with speed and rhythm, they need to get back to the San Francisco 49ers' offensive mode, no tricks, no gimmicks, no covers, just tear through the defense with quick short passes.

then--

Step back, observe, shoot, and complete everything within 2.5 seconds, leaving no time for the Kansas City Chiefs defense to react.

An eight-yard short pass to tear open the defense and rely on the wide receiver's running route to create space. Sanders, Kittle, and Samuel were responsible for crossing positions and playing the role of bait, while the real pass target was running back Bourne.

When the entire league is talking about the running back committee, they often inadvertently overlook one thing. The reason why the running backs and wide receivers of the San Francisco 49ers are so good is because they can switch positions and perform well in each other's positions. Bourne's catching ability is no less than running the ball.

Simple, direct and straightforward.

Garoppolo refused to let his mind wander and completely put all thoughts aside. His mind was as clear as a mirror and he was completely focused on the offense at hand.

Whoosh, the football flew out, straight and straight, like a bullet.

Garoppolo: Got it!
This is his true strength, this is his true face, a big heart at the critical moment, showing the temperament of a champion and ending the game with his own weapons.

He is not like some people who enjoy the spotlight and wish all eyes and applause would be focused on himself. He is a team player. He does not mind sharing the spotlight or facing difficulties with his teammates and he will only stand up when needed.

For example, now.

Garoppolo stared intently at the reddish-brown light that broke through the air and crashed into Bourne with unstoppable force.

The heart is climbing and flying little by little, and joy and happiness are exploding.

Then, a figure appeared.

Safety Mathieu.

Garoppolo: ??? Why did the safety appear in the short pass area? Where did Mathieu come from? The other defensive players of the Kansas City Chiefs were clearly distracted by the bait and had no time to react, but why did their layout miss this unexpected person?
Heart, frozen into ice.

Mathieu, who was completely hidden in Garoppolo's blind spot, jumped out without warning, crossed and leaped, and intercepted the football halfway before it flew into Bourne's arms.

Fly!

Mathieu threw himself at the football, his arms spread out, his body stretched out.

Snapped!
The flight of the football was forcibly interrupted, and before we could even see it clearly, it had already disappeared into the green ocean beneath our feet.

Mathieu fell to the ground and curled up like a cooked shrimp. The San Francisco 49ers players were a beat slow to realize what was happening. A group of white players rushed out from the red wave and rushed towards Mathieu.

"Garopolo! Bourne!"

"H. Mathieu."

Everything happened too fast, in a flash, in less than a millisecond, the situation on the field had changed several times, and there was no time to react, so the commentator in the live broadcast room could only clumsily shout out one name after another, dazzled and overwhelmed, and couldn't help holding his breath.

The next second—

"Pass breakup. Mathieu intercepted Garoppolo's pass, and the San Francisco 49ers clearly didn't see it coming."

"Intercept!"

"Oh my god, that's an interception!"

The moment the words came out of his mouth, the entire live broadcast room was stunned. The battle between Shanahan and the San Francisco 49ers was about to start, and they showed their unyielding tenacity and fighting spirit. It seemed that they were about to fight to the death, but without warning, the moment before the explosion came to an abrupt end. The spinning world stopped instantly, but the dizziness was still there.

Then, a full-blown blowout.

"Intercept."

"Intercept!"

I screamed in surprise and my scalp felt tingling.

"Matiu made an interception and gave Garoppolo his third interception of the night, which cut off the San Francisco 49ers' final counterattack in an incredible way."

“It was a mistake by Garoppolo.”

"Garopolo's defensive reading completely ignored the two safeties of the Kansas City Chiefs who stepped up to shrink the defense. He was only focused on getting the ball out quickly and completing the pass according to the plan. He lacked an accurate judgment of the offensive and defensive layout. In the absence of pressure, he was equivalent to sending the football to Mathieu's arms."

"incredible!"

“Wonderful!”

"Is the game over?"

"Since entering the fourth quarter, the Kansas City Chiefs' performance has truly shown the style of a champion, continuously pressuring the San Francisco 49ers from both offense and defense. The young San Francisco 49ers completely lost their rhythm, and Shanahan's on-the-spot dispatches repeatedly hit a wall, and the shortcomings of lack of experience have never been more obvious."

"Although the San Francisco 49ers still had the initiative, they struck out in the previous offensive wave, and suffered a sack, an incomplete pass, an interception, and another strikeout in this offensive wave. They had no power to fight back and completely lost their way in a real fierce battle."

"The numbers don't lie. In the fourth quarter, Garoppolo only succeeded once in eight passes. God, this number is really terrible. In the face of pressure, Garoppolo completely lost his way. He seemed to have forgotten how to pass the ball and stood on the court at a loss and disoriented."

"When the entire league is questioning Garoppolo..."

Buck took a deep breath and did not continue speaking. The scene before him was too tragic. He even did not have the heart to continue adding insult to injury, because they all knew that Garoppolo's disaster had just begun after the Super Bowl.

What's even more frightening is that Shanahan, who has won countless praises this season, is also lost. He kept making mistakes in his tactical choices and layout in the fourth quarter. He was completely different from the coach who was sharp, calm, wise and decisive in the first three quarters, but no one knew what was going on.

"Now, Garoppolo handed the opportunity to Levi, and the Kansas City Chiefs offense took the initiative to end the game."

"Wow, the twists and turns, the ups and downs, the excitement of this Super Bowl continues!"

Garoppolo was stunned, completely stunned in the spot, and even forgot to rush forward and try to snatch the ball back from Mathieu's arms.

Like a wooden stake.

Everything came to a sudden stop, so, is this all?
All ambitions, all big words, all ultimate dreams all came to an end in this way, cutting off all possibilities.

When the opportunity presented itself, when the crucial moment came, two clean strikeouts in a row, that was all? Not even a pass could be completed? In the fierce clash of the two, the opponent completely surrendered the spotlight and the stage.

He lost the so-called Golden Boy Battle. Not only did he lose, but he lost completely without leaving any face.

Listen, Hard Rock Stadium has given the answer——

fly!

One wave, another wave; another wave, another wave.

(End of this chapter)