Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 298 Mental State

"Pah, Chief!"

"Pah, Chief!"

A storm is brewing over Arrowhead Stadium. Layer upon layer of pressure is spreading across the sky. The almost stagnant air seems like it will explode in the next second. A huge red wave is burning.

The whole momentum is completely different.

Although this is the sixth home game of the season, the Arrowhead Stadium in front of us feels unfamiliar. A tragic grandeur and magnificence bursts out from the inside out, and the fighting spirit of a do-or-die battle dyes the world red.

Because this was a battle with no retreat, because this was a battle after six consecutive losses, and because the opponent was the Oakland Raiders, everything became different, and the packed Arrowhead Stadium was no longer reserved.

Not only Arrowhead Stadium, but also the Old Oak Tavern -

"Pah, Chief!"

Two claps, a shout, and the uniform roars echoed with the magnificent scene on the TV screen.

then.

A figure pushed open the door to the tavern, and West noticed it immediately, "Hey, Chris."

The person who came was Chris Provos, who stood awkwardly at the door and tried to sneak in, but was directly exposed by West.

"Haha, Chris."

"Didn't you say you would never watch it again?"

"Why, you still can't bear to let go?"

Amidst the laughter and complaints, Provos raised his middle finger in response, stiffened his neck, and said, "I won't watch if you lose again."

He was immediately exposed, "You said the same thing last week."

Haha, so hilarious.

Provos glared back in frustration, "Even if we lose, I want to watch it with my own eyes."

West came to the rescue, "Okay, okay, if you have the energy to complain about Chris, why not stay and curse the Raiders? The enemy is not here."

"Go, Chief!"

West shouted, and the entire tavern responded instantly.

Then West called Provos to the bar and placed a glass of beer in front of him. "This one is mine."

West ignored Provos and turned back to his work.

Provos walked to the bar, took a hesitant look at the golden beer in the glass, but finally couldn't help but picked it up and took a big sip.

Snapped!
Putting the beer glass back heavily, Provos also roared, "Chief!"

The whole pub was in an uproar.

From Arrowhead Stadium to the Old Oak Tavern to Kansas City, the streets were empty and the entire city came out in full force, with everyone paying attention to this game.

All eyes were focused on the court, and the air began to heat up.

It's already December, but it feels like midsummer.

Kelsey took a deep breath, and another deep breath, but she still couldn't control the heart beating wildly in her chest. The tension and excitement were intertwined and entangled together.

However, Kelsey noticed that Levi's eyes were calm and his face was composed, as if this was just a simple regular season game, and his mental state was obviously not normal.

Kelsey glanced at Smith, and the two offensive team captains exchanged glances and reached a consensus. Then Kelsey patted Levi on the shoulder, gestured around with his eyes, and spoke directly without waiting for Levi to respond.

"Quiet, quiet!"

"The rookie has something to say."

Li Wei: Me? Why don’t I know?

However, once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back, and all eyes are focused on Levi.

Levi noticed Kelsey's half-smile, with a hint of mischief in her eyes, which made Levi feel helpless, but he felt relieved instead.

"Travis, if you don't want to make a pre-match speech, we can actually skip this part. There's no need to drag me into this."

This casual remark eased the tense pressure a little, and the originally absent-minded eyes gathered around, one by one, looking at Kelsey and starting to make a noise.

“Last time against Oakland, we lost.”

"There is no excuse." "I don't want to say that I only lost one point, nor do I want to say that I was unlucky. Losing is losing. It's that simple and clear."

"One point is a loss, 30 points is also a loss, and the different scores don't make the loss any easier. That's competitive sports."

“Only by facing failure calmly can we start striving for victory again.”

"The loss is not because of any one person, we need to face it together. We won as a team and lost as a team. Today, it is the same, we will fight together as a team."

Look around the room.

Silently, with all attention focused.

"A few weeks ago, I made a bet with Eric that we could get to the Super Bowl before he got back from injury, but now it seems like I can't make the final decision on this one alone."

puff.

Levi's self-deprecating ridicule made many people chuckle.

“I can’t predict the outcome of the game.”

"As much as I want to tell you we're going to win, we're going to the Super Bowl, I can't."

"We could win, we could lose, the season could end in four hours, and that's the reality we have to face."

"The only thing I can say is that we will try our best and give it our all. When the game is over, I can face the fans and Eric with my head held high and tell them without any guilt that I have tried my best. I have no regrets and no regrets. Whether I win or lose, I will face it calmly."

One word, one sentence.

Understated, yet powerful.

Quietly, the blood began to boil, and one by one, they raised their heads, held their heads high, straightened their backs, and opened their shoulders.

Finally, Levi said.

"Ready?"

"Then let the battle begin, and remember, you are not alone."

Kelsey's heart surged, he raised his right fist high, looked up to the sky and shouted, "Fight!"

boom.

The players all clenched their fists and roared, "Fight!"

One sound, and then another.

Then, turn around and step onto the court.

When those figures appeared in front of the huge red wave at Arrowhead Stadium, their mental outlook was completely different.

The game has begun.

The Oakland Raiders won the coin toss and Del Rio chose the field, which meant that the Kansas City Chiefs took the lead in the first half.

"It was clear from the start that Del Rio was ready for a tough battle. The game against a rival in the same district was full of uncertainties. This was at Arrowhead Stadium, so his mental preparation was correct. At the same time, Del Rio was ready for a big offensive battle, hoping to seize the right to attack first in the second half."

"Of course, this is Del Rio's plan, but I don't know how Reed will deal with it."

"The Kansas City Chiefs' offense is here. Let's take a look at today's starting lineup..."

The Oakland Raiders' kickoff was relatively conservative. They didn't play any tricks and kicked the football directly out of the end line. They didn't even give the Kansas City Chiefs a chance to return the kickoff, allowing Smith to lead the offensive team to start directly from the 25-yard line.

Smith was slightly excited.

Despite experiencing countless storms, the excitement of the competition can still easily capture the heart.

The first wave of offense tested not the on-the-spot command but the pre-match arrangement. The Kansas City Chiefs had already considered such a situation and formulated a strategy. Now it depends on whether they can execute it accurately.

Smith looked at Levi, and through his helmet, Levi smiled. Smith couldn't help but smile as well, and felt relaxed.

Then--

"attack!"

Smith's voice pierced the air. After catching the ball, he turned around and handed the football to Levi without hesitation.

Ground attack opening?
Cliche!

(End of this chapter)