Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1625 On the cusp of the storm
Whether it's Brady or Watt, the parting of ways between the team's face and leader often involves unspeakable dirty secrets behind closed doors.

However, Brady and Watt both maintained their superficial interests and did not break off relations or turn their guns on their own teams.

Their silence, however, does not represent the silence of those in the know.

Former Houston Texan and current Arizona Cardinals wide receiver Hopkins was extremely annoyed by O'Brien's benevolent demeanor in front of the media. In a live radio interview, he didn't hold back in criticizing him, reopening old wounds and showing no mercy to his former coach.

"Bill was trying to take control of the locker room, it was that simple."

"Bill believes he is the only voice in the locker room. He needs to kick out any noise. He doesn't care about your ability, your performance, or your loyalty to the team. The only thing he cares about is whether you are willing to lick his shoes and obey him."

"He has no wisdom, no respect, and no faith."

“He publicly humiliated me in the locker room, he thought JJ was finished. It’s that simple, he didn’t leave us any spots. We had to leave, that was the only outcome.”

Boom, boom boom boom—

with full force!

Hopkins made no attempt to hide his anger and contempt, completely tearing away the sugar coating to expose the cruel and rotten aspects of reality.

Of course, whether or not one believes it is a matter of opinion.

Some believe, some question, some hurl insults, some mock... O'Brien and the Houston Texans still have their staunch supporters.

However, Watt's agent then spoke out in front of the media, which was extremely rare.

"Anyone who thinks JJ's departure was just a coincidence is being naive."

“This wasn’t JJ’s decision. He wanted to stay in Houston. Nobody loves this team and city more than him, but the reality is different.”

The author is restrained and patient, but the resentment and dissatisfaction revealed between the lines still deeply convey the complexity of the matter, making it impossible not to take notice.

If Hopkins' attack on O'Brien seemed more like a personal grudge, then Watt's agent's words revealed his sincere intentions to the public.

Those die-hard fans were thrown into chaos. They could resist Hopkins because they believed no player should be above the team, and they supported the team, not the player. But they couldn't refuse Watt because Watt had given his all to the Houston Texans and genuinely wanted to lead the team to the Super Bowl, but was forced to leave because of O'Brien's personal will.

Public opinion was in an uproar.

O'Brien suddenly found himself in the eye of the storm.

O'Brien didn't respond because he knew that whatever he said would only backfire, and the best response was to achieve victory.

Therefore, unlike any other time, O'Brien needs to defeat the Kansas Chiefs, or more precisely, the Kansas Chiefs with Watts.

It wasn't to prove his innocence to the fans, but to prove to team owner McNair that he was the key to the Houston Texans' championship run, not the arrogant Hopkins who was useless in crucial moments, nor Watt who was no longer at his peak and would only be a burden if he continued.

O'Brien needs this victory more than ever.

In contrast, the Kansas Chiefs—

Slow to warm up. Delayed. Lazy. Scattered. Relaxed.

Judging from all indications, the Kansas City Chiefs have not yet recovered from the glory and success of a historic season. Their spirit and will remain on the blue ocean and white sand beaches of the Caribbean, without any of the ferocious hunger they had in the past three seasons.

Opportunities arise from such misalignments.

Don't forget, this is the NFL, where the competition is fiercer and the gaps are closer than in any other league. A slight lapse in concentration can completely tip the scales.

Buzzing, buzzing. Amidst the clamor and noise, the 2020 season finally kicked off—

"The three-time defending champions looked exceptionally relaxed, chatting and laughing. Our professor was displaying his humorous magic on the sidelines, and everyone around him burst into laughter."

"Oh, it seems the target of the joke is JJ Watt, because... JJ Watt went up to the game to flip the coin with a helpless look on his face. He was obviously not used to this role change."

"The professors are cheering JJ on from behind."

Watson was taken aback when he saw Watt appear, and for a moment he didn't realize that Watt had actually come to guess the coin toss on behalf of the Chief of Kansas.

Is this really good?

But the rest area on the Kansas City Chiefs' side was unusually lively, with shouts of "JJ! JJ! JJ!"

One shout after another, in perfect unison, the players even stood shoulder to shoulder in a row, like Watt's strongest and most steadfast support, shouting in unison.

Watt was still a little awkward, but he regained his composure, politely shook hands with Watson, and then diligently completed the coin toss.

Not to mention Watson, even the referees were very surprised to see this scene and had a hard time suppressing their laughter.

Watt guessed correctly, and he chose to attack first. He leaned forward again, grasped Watson's right hand, patted his former teammate on the shoulder, and said, "Give it your all."

Then, Watt turned around and went back to the team.

Watson: ? ? ?

Everything seemed inexplicable, and I didn't have time to react. I looked at my right hand, then at my shoulder, and felt a strange sense of frustration gripping my throat.

Looking up, Watson saw the Kansas Chiefs laughing and joking as they welcomed Watt's "triumphant return," as if he had just won a hard-fought battle.

Watson, looking utterly dejected, gritted his teeth and turned away angrily, muttering curses and profanities as he dejectedly returned to the other side of the court.

Watt raised his right hand and gave everyone a high-five in celebration. Finally, he gave Levi's shoulder a hard bump, clearly indicating that it was Levi's idea. "You'd better give it your all."

Li Wei could see the restraint and embarrassment in Watt's eyes. This was still difficult for him. He needed some time to adjust to wearing this red jersey, especially standing in front of the Houston Texans.

Levi nudged Watt's shoulder nonchalantly. "Don't worry, I'll give you plenty of time to prepare yourself mentally."

Watt was taken aback. "Prepare what?"

Li Wei: "Capture and kill Watson!"

watt:……

Before Watt could respond, Levi patted Watt on the shoulder, already preparing to take the stage.

Watt watched Levi stretching his legs, his thoughts swirling in his mind. In the end, he couldn't help but smile, and his mood brightened.

Looking up again at the somewhat empty Arrowhead Stadium, which was only one-fifth full, it seemed unusually deserted. This was something I had never seen before at Arrowhead Stadium. Not to mention Arrowhead Stadium, even other teams' home stadiums are rarely this quiet. But Watt did not feel lonely at all.

Because 15,000 players are shouting with all their might and with overwhelming passion—

"fly!"

Again and again, as Watt faced the new challenges with his head held high, he couldn't help but feel his heart surging with excitement.

(End of this chapter)