Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1709 Running in both directions
"David, David!"

David Anderson had barely answered the phone when West’s excited voice came through the receiver, so much so that Anderson had to pull away a little.

"Live stream, quickly watch Glenn's live stream."

Even from a great distance, Anderson could hear West yelling, but before he could respond, West had already hung up the phone.

Anderson sat there in a daze, his mind filled with questions: Live broadcast? What live broadcast?
Ding.

The next second, West received a text message with a link.

Anderson, looking puzzled, clicked the link. The page automatically redirected, and a scene appeared before his eyes: a group of guys in T-shirts and sportswear crowded on the windowsill, smiling broadly and shouting at the top of their lungs.

"fly."

One sound, then another, pierced through the phone screen and rushed towards him. The simple words and the plain image left Anderson in a long silence.

He gazed at the screen for a long, long time, a sense of happiness and contentment burning within him, his heart quietly taking flight.

Then, as the fourth wall was breached, shouts could be heard intermittently from the street outside the house, seemingly echoing the images on the phone screen.

The echoes swirled and surged beneath the sky.

Anderson was in tears, like a child who, at an age when he was still innocent and unaware of the world, held his father's hand and went to Arrowhead Stadium to play, only to witness that night a scene that would change his life.

In the blink of an eye, a long dream has passed, and he has reached the age where he is about to become a grandfather, but the beauty and happiness in his dream still soar freely.

One hundred. One thousand. One hundred thousand. One million.

The number of people watching the live stream is growing, not just Kansas City residents, but also millions of netizens, witnessing what is unfolding.

It even alarmed Viktor and Reed.

I couldn't sleep last night. Not only the players, but Reed was also exhausted. Reed is 62 years old this year. Although he is not old for a coach, the physical and mental challenges are inevitably becoming more and more severe. The harassment from the away fans also had the same effect on Reed.

Vucic was worried about the players, and also about Reed.

Vic is discussing with Reid how to reduce the pressure on the team over the next two days; they can't just dump all the responsibility and pressure on Levi.

Unexpectedly, a commotion arose outside. Vickery stood up and opened the window, and the sounds gradually became clearer.

Vickers and Reed exchanged glances but remained silent, listening intently to everything.

Finally, Reed let out a soft sigh. "You reap what you sow. This season, it's less about us bringing hope to the city and more about the city giving back something."

“This support…” My heart was burning hot, and an indescribable feeling surged up. “I think we are ready.”

Big news!

News of Tampa Bay Buccaneers fans resorting to any means to harass the Kansas City Chiefs has just been published, and mainstream media outlets have issued condemnations, deeming such methods despicable and demanding an official response from the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. They argue that the poor behavior of the home fans, as the host city of the Super Bowl, tarnishes the Super Bowl's reputation.

Before Arianes could respond publicly, a live stream was sweeping across social networks with overwhelming force, demonstrating the power of online traffic.

There were no media reports, no official statements, and everyone was equal, becoming an audience member of this live broadcast to witness the Kansas Chief's response.

Passion. Resilience. Determination. Tenacity. Vitality. Although the Kansas City Chiefs issued no official statement, no condemnation, no protest—nothing at all—their stance speaks for itself: dignified yet unyielding, determined to fight to the end. The three-time defending champions are ready to face any storm and challenge.

Really impressive!

Without a doubt, for the first time, neither team issued an official statement, the players didn't have time to give interviews, professionals didn't have time to stir up trouble, and even the media didn't have time to demonstrate their ability to generate sensational headlines. The matter seemed to have been settled and concluded.

Kansas Chiefs climb the ranks!

Indeed, people don't want to see an undefeated champion. They need suspense, competition, contests, and rollercoaster-like victories and defeats. The desire for the Kansas City Chiefs to lose has even surpassed their aversion to Brady. These are all facts.

At the same time, people love competitive sports precisely because of its purity, passion, and dedication; the upright and honorable head-on confrontation; the indomitable fighting spirit in the face of difficulties and challenges; and the will to challenge limits and oneself.

More importantly, no one can deny the strength of the Kansas Chiefs, who conquered one opponent after another with incredible performance, writing this miracle.

The interaction between Kansas City Chiefs fans and players, and the bond between the team and the city, once again reminds people that competitive sports are not just about winning and losing and winning championships. These teams are also part of the city and the lives of its residents, mutually supporting and helping each other.

At this moment, the meaning of competitive sports has broken boundaries, gaining more warmth and color.

So, when the 55th Super Bowl finally began, neutral fans who had traveled from afar presented a special little gift.

"fly!"

"fly!"

Perhaps, tonight's Raymond James Stadium will only hold 25,000 people, making it the game with the fewest live spectators since the Super Bowl era began.

However, when the three-time defending champions took to the court to warm up, they witnessed the most unbelievable scene of the Super Bowl era, with the entire league cheering them on.

One sound, then another.

again and again.

Not only those on-site, but also the fans watching the live broadcast on TV at this moment felt that passion, the power that made them fall in love with football and the team. In the Kansas City Chiefs, they saw their original aspirations and their dreams, and so they couldn't help but shout out.

It was earth-shattering and awe-inspiring.

A single, passionate, and exhilarating voice echoed across the skies over North America.

The Kansas City Chiefs players and coaches were completely unprepared for this scene. They stared in disbelief, their excitement, tension, anticipation, and unease all mixed together, leaving them bewildered and unsure of what was happening.

Mahomes looked at Levi, "I thought we were public enemy number one, and I was prepared to fight alone. This?"

But this time, Li Wei had no answer either. He spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry, my charm is too great. I didn't expect this to happen. Please don't feel inferior."

Mahomes was immediately amused.

Soon, Mahomes noticed that Levi seemed a little distracted, his attention completely focused on the audience stands, as if... he was searching for something.

Mahomes observed and searched carefully, and then, at the very front of the surging crowd, he spotted the figure. He almost cried out in surprise, but quickly covered his mouth and looked at Levi, only to find that Levi had also noticed him, and the slightly tense face relaxed a little, a smile blooming on his lips.

At the front of the crowd, Talia's smile was blooming in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)