Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 182 Small Town Story
Kansas City, at first glance, people often think that this city is located in Kansas, but this is not the case.

This small town is located on the border of Kansas and Missouri, and in terms of jurisdiction, it belongs to Missouri.

Like Tuscaloosa, this is a typical midwestern city, with Tennessee separating Missouri and Alabama. It is quiet, vast, and remote. It does not have the hustle and bustle of the East and West Coasts. It is dominated by agriculture and industry, and the entire city has only 650,000 people.

This is a very, very small city, more like a town than a city.

As far as the ball market is concerned, Kansas City cannot be compared with top metropolises such as New York and Los Angeles, nor can it be compared with small ball markets with a long history and legends such as Green Bay; in fact, even in Missouri, Kansas City is not the first choice for professional teams.

Professional leagues such as the NHL, MLB, and MLS all choose to place their teams in St. Louis, including the NFL's St. Louis Rams. The Rams moved from Los Angeles to St. Louis in 1995, and then returned to Los Angeles in 2015 to become the current Los Angeles Rams.

The reason is very obvious: it’s because of the big basketball market of Los Angeles.

It is precisely because of this that the Chiefs, who were founded in Dallas in 1959 and moved to Kansas City in 1963 and have never left, are even more precious.

Since the subprime mortgage crisis broke out in 2008, Kansas City's economic industry chain has suffered a severe blow. The entire city has slowly fallen into the predicament of quicksand. In the dilemma of high unemployment rate, Kansas Chief has become the only belief of local residents, guiding them out of the darkness.

Indeed, the city has only 650,000 permanent residents, but every time the Kansas City Chiefs play a home game, the entire city is deserted and enters carnival mode. Just like Tuscaloosa, simple and sincere people use their enthusiasm and passion to support the team.

peaceful.

This was Levi's first impression when he arrived in Kansas City.

Driving all the way from Tuscaloosa to Kansas City, although Levi could choose to take a plane, road trips also have their own unique flavor. The actual ten-hour drive is divided into three days. He can walk and see, officially bid farewell to his college career and start a new chapter in life.

Low-rise bungalows, open views, wheat and corn stretching endlessly on both sides of the road, the azure sky hanging low overhead, cotton candy-like clouds seem to be within reach, and the golden sunlight outlines the splendor and color of watercolor.

Then--

Uh.

The engine protested with a sound of "thump, thump, thump". Levi quickly pulled over to the side of the road. Before he could even turn off the engine, a devastating explosion came from inside the hood. But just when Levi was worried that an accident might happen in the next second, the hood became quiet again.

Silence fell.

I got out of the car to check it out, only to find that the hood was very hot. Obviously, this was not normal.

Levi returned to the car and dug out his phone, ready to contact roadside assistance to ask them to come and help. He tapped the screen several times but there was no response.

Surprisingly, the power is out.

Levi was stunned and stood on the side of the road laughing. So, what should he do, standing on a strange street where he was unfamiliar with the place?
taxi?
No, in a small city like Kansas City, almost everyone has their own car, maybe more than one, and the number of taxis is very, very small. If you want to use taxi service, you have to call the taxi company. It is an impossible task to stop a taxi standing on the street.

Maybe he should just hitchhike to the Kansas City Chiefs' training facility and then have someone to tow the car.

Looking around, Levi noticed that there was a bar across the street—

There will definitely be a phone in the bar, whether it's a landline or a mobile, and you might even be able to find a charger, which will always solve the problem.

The Old Oak Tavern.

Yea.

Pushing open the old crimson door, there was a bar right in front of us. A man with greasy hair was facing the door, shouting incoherently.

"...Yes, yes, those smart guys can always see things that we don't know. They always have their own plans for the team. So, is selecting two running backs their brilliant plan?" "Everyone knows that running backs are the least valuable in the league right now. But they still use the third pick to select a rookie who has only played football for one year. Ha. Ha. What a brilliant strategy."

Full of complaints.

On the other side of the right-angled bar, a short-haired guy spread his hands and said, "Come on, Chris, shut up. At least the rookie won the Heisman Trophy."

"Yeah..." The oily-haired guy sneered sarcastically, "So, in the new season we should expect this rookie to lead us to win the Super Bowl? I would be very happy to see this." His mouth was full of sarcasm.

Levi was a little embarrassed——

When you push open the door and enter the pub, you can immediately tell that this is the fan base of the Kansas City Chiefs. The entire bar is full of Chiefs' iconic elements, and there are even frames on the walls to hold jerseys, neatly showing the changes and transformations of Chiefs jerseys over the past half century.

He was seriously considering whether he should remind the slick-haired guy: Hey, the person involved is right here, why don’t you turn around and have a face-to-face conversation?

I didn't want to, but I was interrupted.

"…So, have you ever loved me?"

A shrill cry attracted the attention of everyone in the bar.

A man in a floral shirt was about to leave, but a black-haired girl sitting opposite the booth called out to him. Her face was filled with sadness and you could hear the sound of her heartbreaking heart. She stared at the back of the man in the floral shirt, trying her best to control herself, but she couldn't help but let the tears well up in her eyes.

"In the past three years, I have never said I love you, so do you love that woman? Have you ever told her that I love you?"

The man in the flowered shirt finally turned around and looked at the black-haired girl again.

Then, he strode forward and stood in front of the black-haired girl.

"Loved."

"I loved the girl who dreamed of becoming a baker, the girl who visited all the bakeries in Kansas City to make the best cake, the girl who smelled of flour and butter, but my love ended there..."

Snapped.

A glass of water was poured over the floral shirt, interrupting the affectionate words.

Another blonde girl sitting in the corner of the booth stood up, protected the black-haired girl behind her, and looked at the girl in the floral shirt with a cold face.

"fart."

"You've been idle for three years, eating and using Jenny's money. Jenny was reluctant to spend money to open the store and worked day and night, but you were out there swiping Jenny's credit card and spending money on wine and women. You even used Jenny's money to book a motel room and meet other women."

"Oh, you did love me before. I think your love for Jenny's deposit has ended now."

Frontal hammering.

The flowered shirt clenched his fists, angry and embarrassed, no longer caring about sweet talk, tearing off the mask, and was about to punch, ready to explode -

Danger!

Thanks for the reward from Pangmantou!
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(End of this chapter)