Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1621 Set off again
Rumors surrounding the Houston Texans' split with JJ Watt have been swirling in the league, with truth and falsehood hard to discern. One detail stands out: Watt only told Levi about it, and even Kylia didn't know. Currently, there are no rumors circulating in the league, proving that Levi's secrecy is absolutely reliable.

When Watt first approached team owner McNair, he wasn't actually planning to leave Houston. He worried that O'Brien's autocratic style might ruin the team's future. O'Brien refused to listen to advice, and his arrogance and conceit were growing to the point of being out of control.

If this continues, everyone in the locker room will feel insecure, and the unity and belief that are working together towards the same goal may crumble, turning the room into a disorganized mess.

Watt's concern was for his own career, but it went far beyond that; he genuinely cared about the team.

In other words, Watt still harbored a sliver of hope that he could stay in Houston and work with O'Brien to continue his run for the Super Bowl.

However, after that conversation, McNair spoke with O'Brien in person and shortly thereafter informed Watt that he was free to transfer.

No one knows what O'Brien and McNair said, not even Watt; but at least Watt knows that McNair chose to believe O'Brien.

Furthermore, O'Brien also regarded Watt as a traitor, even refusing to exchange glances with Watt, completely treating Watt as if he were invisible.

At that moment, Watt felt utterly hopeless.

Deep down, Watt understood that McNair, O'Brien, and even himself were all making choices based on their own interests and positions. They all believed they were making the right choice and that they were the ultimate victors.

No one can convince anyone else.

Everything will be left to time; only time will tell.

Watt let out a long, long sigh, looked at Levi, and said with a hint of disappointment and bitterness in his eyes, “Sometimes I doubt myself.”

Li Wei chuckled lightly, "Very good, this proves that you are also human, not a beast."

Watt twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced helplessly at Levi. "So, I can get hurt too."

Li Wei thought about it seriously for a moment, "The entire alliance already knows about this."

Watt choked on his words, speechless. "Are you rubbing salt into my wounds?"

Li Wei: "Mm."

Watt couldn't help but laugh out loud, but it didn't last long. The laughter quickly settled and disappeared into the night. "I hope that when I return to Houston, I can walk with my head held high and without any guilt."

Li Wei: "You can."

Watt was taken aback. Levi's words were so casual and straightforward, as if he were saying, "You can have an extra bottle of Coke for dinner, it doesn't matter if it's not zero-calorie," but behind the light words was a firm determination.

Levi looked at Watt again and repeated, "You can."

"Just as Alex can return to Arrowhead Stadium with a clear conscience and receive the applause he deserves, you can also return to Houston with dignity."

Watt: "What if they don't welcome me?"

Li Wei, "But you have a clear conscience."

Watt opened his mouth, words seemingly welling up on his tongue, but ultimately remained silent. Everything turned into a breath of stale air, which he slowly exhaled, because he knew that the pressure and complexity he faced when he chose to turn away were the heavy burdens he had to bear.

He took responsibility for his choices. Watt turned to Levi, "Let's start from scratch, right?"

Li Wei's expression didn't change much; he remained calm and composed. "So, are you ready? To win your first Super Bowl championship ring, JJ. I know this is your first time, and you may be a little scared because you have no experience, but don't worry, just follow us."

Watt gaped, utterly astonished. "Wait, do your die-hard female fans know how arrogant you are? Do the residents of Kansas City know how conceited you are?"

Li Wei shrugged slightly. "Of course I don't know. Otherwise, why do you think I pay my agent and PR person a salary?"

Watt: "Oh God, I didn't expect you to be such a newbie. I think our social values ​​are incompatible, and we should keep our distance."

As night slowly fell, the cheers and laughter of the Kansas City Chiefs players echoed through the air, bringing a long-lost sense of vitality to the training facility.

Still bewildered and confused, Diggs hadn't fully recovered from the shock and shock. The confusion in his eyes lingered. He leaned slightly towards Bowen and asked, "Was the team collectively encouraging Alex Smith to try for the Super Bowl?"

Before Bowen could answer, Diggs added, "That Alex Smith?"

Actually, Bowen was in the same boat, still trying to process what had happened all day, but when he heard Diggs' words, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "There's only one Alex Smith in the league."

Diggs looked slightly anxious. "You know what I mean, Alex Smith is now..." He trailed off, his expression twisted and contorted as he tried to explain his surprise and shock.

“Washington quarterback.” A voice came from the side. Diggs and Bowen both turned to look and saw it was Hardman, a sophomore. “You can say it, it’s okay, it’s not a taboo word.”

Diggs' voice instantly rose, "Really? But..."

The following words then disappeared automatically.

Hardman burst out laughing. "But what? But did Alex Smith betray the team?"

Diggs nodded vigorously. "Yeah. No, I know this is a professional league, player transfers are perfectly normal, I don't mean to blame anyone, but back then Alex Smith... damn it, I didn't like his decision. The team had just won the Super Bowl, everything was getting off to a great start, and he turned his back on the team for his own personal gain..."

She rambled on and on, her words tumbling out incoherently from her anger, but the surging fury remained remarkably clear.

Hardman was not surprised.

A year ago, he had the same idea. They were all young people who had just entered the league and thought they had enough understanding of the professional league. But in fact, they were still full of enthusiasm, they still believed in black and white, and they still found it difficult to accurately distinguish the complexity and contradictions of the real world.

"Here's what happened, I heard it from Travis..."

Before Hardman could even begin, the surrounding players had already crowded around, all craning their ears and looking at Hardman with expectant faces.

Hardman was slightly nervous; he had never felt so many eyes on him before. But then he remembered Levi's encouragement—

"I'm entrusting you with the task of guiding the rookies into the team this year. Don't worry, you can do it. You've always done a great job, haven't you?"

This made Hardman involuntarily straighten his back and secretly clench his fist to cheer himself up.

On the first day of the summer training camp, after a full day of "hellish training," night had just fallen, making it the perfect time to tell stories.

(End of this chapter)