Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 275 On the Edge of the Cliff
“Touchdown!”

Unable to hold back, Bart clenched his fists and stood up suddenly, full of passion, waving his arms and shouting, like a sleeping lion awakening.

In the ESPN studio, everyone looked over there, as if they were watching a gibbon playing with a ball:
This is the back studio, and it will not be broadcast live simultaneously with the game. Pash is broadcasting live at Arrowhead Stadium in the front, so they just need to watch the live broadcast quietly and take notes. Now is not the time for them to perform.

But what Bart was doing was as if he had never seen the world before.

Even Bart himself did not expect that——

Why did his brain suddenly go dark?
Bart and Levi had no grudges against each other, nor did he have any intention of targeting Levi, but in the past five weeks, he had made one wrong step after another, and by the time he came to his senses, he was already stuck in a quagmire, and could only go down the path of "Levi-slander", with no way back. He was slapped in the face again and again, and had to continue to grit his teeth with a thick skin, and then, he came here.

Bart didn't realize at all how much he wanted Levi to lose just once, and how much he wanted to be right just once, otherwise he might really die from excessive blood loss.

at last.

at last!

The Pittsburgh Steelers showed both strength and courage, and finally suppressed the Kansas City Chiefs. With Roethlisberger and Brown's 51-yard long pass connection, Tomlin's team took the most important step -

General.

"19:10", not only were they ahead in the score, but there were still three minutes and twenty-four seconds left in the game. The Kansas City Chiefs had to have two possessions to overtake the score, and one of the two possessions had to result in a touchdown.

Throughout the game, the Kansas Chiefs only relied on Levi to score one touchdown.

From all aspects, the Pittsburgh Steelers have taken the initiative to win, at least 90% sure of victory. The scene at Arrowhead Stadium in last season's playoffs is about to be repeated.

So loud, and so close.

This time, Bart did not suppress himself. He faced everyone's gaze calmly and smiled.

“A great touchdown.”

"I don't want to sound like a cocky egomaniac, but I said Pittsburgh could win, I said they were ready, I said Kansas was a paper tiger..."

Bart finally let out a sigh of relief, the tense lines in his shoulders relaxed, and he felt the long-lost comfort and ease. The haze that had been hanging over his head finally dissipated, and the sky cleared up after the rain.

As a result, it was interrupted——

"The game is not over yet."

Bart choked, "What?"

Lawson gestured to the TV screen. "I say, the game isn't over yet. Look at Kansas."

Looking towards the live broadcast screen——

Arrowhead Stadium was a little crazy, with a kind of tragic grandeur like the whistling wind and the cold Yi River. They were not discouraged nor did they give up, and they were still cheering and supporting in unison, but the uneasiness and apprehension on their faces did not lie.

Can the Kansas City Chiefs really turn the tide?
It's not just last season. Over the past ten or even twenty years, failing at critical moments seems to have become a habit, deeply ingrained in their bones. Even if they try to straighten their backs and move forward courageously, they ultimately lack a little confidence. Even though they have won the fourth quarter of strong clashes more than once this season, the crisis in any previous game was not as serious as the one now.

It’s difficult. It’s really too difficult.

The so-called tenacity and the so-called king cannot be possessed by just shouting slogans. It is the temperament of the team and can only be honed through thousands of trials and tribulations.

Just like the Pittsburgh Steelers, their confidence and experience accumulated over the years allowed Roethlisberger to make a long pass to Brown for a touchdown.

Although Arrowhead Stadium did not retreat, the sense of tragedy and cruelty still filled the air.

"attack!"

"attack!"

Overwhelming shouts hovered over the stadium.

His life was hanging by a thread, in imminent danger.

however.

On the court, Levi was telling a story to the offensive team.

Yes, he was not mistaken. Although Bart strongly doubted his own eyes, on the live broadcast screen, Levi was indeed chatting and laughing. The studio was full of question marks.

"What?" Kelsey doubted her ears and looked at Levi with confusion.

Levi, "I said, the fat lady hasn't sung yet."

Kelsey, "I know what you said, but what does it mean? What's wrong with the fat lady?"

Li Wei, "In the West End of London, there was a classic play. Because the play was long and people didn't have watches, they had no way of judging the time and had no idea when the play would end."

"But this play has a special feature. When the play is about to end, a fat lady will come on stage and sing. When the song is finished, the play will also end."

"So, people started to spread the word that seeing the fat lady on stage meant it was about to end."

"But the Fat Lady isn't singing yet."

Levi noticed that the atmosphere in the team was a little tense—

The heavy and solid playing style of the Pittsburgh Steelers brought so much pressure that the Kansas City Chiefs were unable to play their own rhythm on both offense and defense. They felt frustrated, dull and struggling, which was really unpleasant.

The long passes from Roethlisberger and Brown, the pressure of the score and the running out of time compressed the Kansas City Chiefs' space for movement, just like curling up their hearts into a ball and throwing them into a pressure cooker.

Out of breath.

Levi himself is no exception.

But Levi was not ready to give up or surrender. The game was not over yet, and the most exciting and thrilling moment in competitive sports had just begun.

nervous?

what is that?
The corners of Levi's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile.

"No, sorry, actually the fat lady is already singing."

"Tick tick tick."

The sound of the second hand moving came out of Levi's mouth, which made all the teammates around him couldn't help but chuckle, and the atmosphere became slightly relaxed.

"But as long as the song doesn't end -

Hey guys, did you hear that?

It’s not over until the Fat Lady’s singing ends.”

One by one, Levi looked at his comrades who were fighting side by side with him in the offensive team.

"Listen, the fat lady is singing."

After saying this, a smile bloomed.

Levi turned and walked towards the twenty-five-yard line of scrimmage, ready to go.

Everyone's eyes fell on the back of Levi, number 23. There were no slogans or shouts, but the tense nerves relaxed. One by one, they turned around and followed, and began to line up one after another.

The situation is very, very critical——

Levi admitted that the game was very difficult. Now he finally felt the professional level of defense. It was hard to imagine that the Pittsburgh Steelers defense was far from its peak. So what were the Baltimore Ravens, Seattle Seahawks, and Buffalo Bills defenses like in their peak period?

However, he was ready to continue fighting.

For the first time, Levi did not have the belief that he would win, because victory and defeat were no longer the issues that needed to be considered at this moment. The Chiefs might lose, the Steelers might win, Juju might launch an attack after the game, and Bell might be dismissive of the Chiefs' ground offense, but it didn't matter. There was no need to obsess over winning or losing a game. He needed to fight.

And, he was ready to fight.

Let them fight to the bitter end. No matter what the result is, he walked away from the court with his head held high and no regrets. He focused on the present.

fighting!

(End of this chapter)