Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 67 Alternating Appearances
Zhu Zhu was a little panicked.

Obviously, the way today's game opened was completely off track, even though Trojans head coach Hayden repeatedly emphasized that the defending champions should not be underestimated; but now the Crimson Tide Storm has dominated the game on both the offensive and defensive ends, not only having the upper hand, but also being absolutely strong.

A crisis that tugs at the heart.

but.

There is still hope for everything to turn around. In this terrible and chaotic situation, the only good news that is not good news is that everything happened too quickly and not much game time was consumed. This also means that as long as the Trojans can gain a foothold as soon as possible, there is still a chance to make amends.

After taking a deep breath, Zhu Zhu managed to stand firm, and ran back to the rest area in a series of small steps. He looked eagerly at the defense team, and kept clenching his fist to cheer them up.

We are all Trojans, we fight together, and now it’s up to you to perform.

"Come on! You can do it!"

"come on, come on, come on!"

On the side, Darnold was a little confused.

In his first career game as a quarterback, he was intercepted before he had time to catch his breath, so is this the Crimson Tide storm?
The game continues.

Because the Crimson Tide had just completed an interception and converted the ball on the spot, there was no need for the special teams to appear on the field. The offensive team took over the game directly and began the offense from the 37-yard line of their own half.

Running back, Jacobs comes on.

In the season opener, Shaban also hopes that the running backs can all come on the field to adapt to the atmosphere of the game. They cannot concentrate all the pressure on Levi's shoulders alone.

In fact, the first ground attack at the beginning of the game was very unexpected, including for Shaban. It was a routine ground run, but relying on Levi's personal ability to get rid of the tackle, it finally turned into a 75-yard long-distance touchdown.

It’s not that this is bad, it’s just that other running backs didn’t get a chance to get on the field and experience the game.

It doesn’t matter. Shaban is experienced and made immediate adjustments in the second wave of attack.

Shaban consciously arranged more stable and tactically coordinated running balls to cover the passing offense, hoping that Hurts' passing balls could also open up the situation. Jacobs and Levy took turns to appear on the court and advance steadily.

At the same time, the solidity and strength of the Trojans' "5-2" formation also showed its power. Not only Jacobs, but also Levi's ground advancement was continuously surrounded. The Trojans fully utilized their numerical advantage in defense.

This is the norm. Ground attacks that advance in large numbers are still a minority after all.

In the back-and-forth confrontation, the Crimson Tide Storm spent a full five minutes and thirty-three seconds and finally reached the front of the red zone, thirteen yards away from the end zone.

Shaban turned around and looked over. "Clark."

Clark, who was cheering for the team, was stunned and stood up suddenly. He was so excited that the helmets of other defensive players placed on the bench were knocked all over the floor.

Clark didn't care, his body stiff and his eyes looking at Shaban eagerly.

Shaban smiled and said, "Go on stage."

Clark nodded repeatedly and took two steps before he heard Levi's shout from behind, "Helmet! Master, helmet!"

Master, this is the name Levi called Clark in private to tease him. It’s not because Clark is so great, but because most of Levi’s knowledge about running backs and football comes from Clark, and Clark is never stingy.

It is no exaggeration to say that without Clark's help, Levi would not have been able to integrate into the team so quickly.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed, and Clark still hasn't fully adapted. After all, he never considered himself a master. Every time Levi called him, he seemed restrained and shy.

At this time, there is no exception.

Hearing the call, Clark stumbled and was about to fall flat on the ground like Cinderella. Amid the laughter and applause of the Crimson Tide, Clark quickly turned around, took the helmet from Levi, and trotted off, clapping with Jacobs to complete the handover.

Terry Clark was the first to notice it—"Ronnie!"

"That's Ronnie, hey guys, that little guy is my son."

"Clark, Ronnie Clark!"

"Go, kid, go, ah! ahhhh!"

Terry could no longer control himself. He cheered and jumped wildly. His eyes were blurred by tears, but happiness bloomed at the corners of his mouth.

Maybe, in the eyes of others, Terry is just a psychopath, and it's just a one-time appearance, so there's really no need to make such a fuss.

However, Terry didn't care or pay attention. He just knew how much his son had paid for this moment, the training day and night, the injuries of all sizes, the endless wait and the slim hope, but he persisted until now with only a passion to realize a dream.

More than one person told Terry that there was no need to force it. After all, that was the Crimson Tide. It was a rare honor for Clark to be a member of the team, even as a substitute. Even if he could not play, there was no need to be too persistent. They should be content and learn to give up.

Even Terry himself couldn't help wondering in the dead of night whether it would be better to give up. Was Clark's persistence carrying Terry's dream?
In the end, Terry kept his mouth shut and silently cheered for his son in his own way. No matter what the result, he was proud of him.

until now.

Terry knew that he was like a madman, his vision was blurry and his eyes were filled with tears, but it didn't matter, nothing mattered.

Because he knew that he was not alone.

On the sidelines, Levi also waved a towel to cheer for Clark, and other offensive players also joined Levi and shouted together.

"Roar, Master!"

"roar!"

Clark was a little confused, but he took a deep breath, controlled himself, listened attentively to Hertz's tactical arrangements, and then stood behind Hertz to form a formation.

Shaban called out once... fake run and real pass tactic.

Clark acted as a bait, and Hurts used a realistic handoff to dodge the Trojan defense's prediction, turned around and passed the ball to left wide receiver Calvin Ridley to complete the advance.

In the first moment, Clark quickly stepped forward, blocked the pocket loopholes of the offensive line, and stood in front of Hurts, ready to intercept any fish that slipped through the net.

Even though the Trojans did not use a surprise attack tactic this time and their pocket was not torn, Clark still worked diligently and maintained 100% concentration until he caught the parabola of the flying football in his peripheral vision, and his heart began to rise along the flight trajectory of the football.

Touchdown?

Can the Crimson Tide score a touchdown?
In the sight, figures intersect and forces collide.

Ridley successfully caught the football, turned around and continued to move forward, winning a small space in the short pass area, and took a very determined step forward.

however.

Unfortunately, the Trojans' dense defense in the red zone did not lose focus. It was airtight throughout the entire area, firmly controlling the passage. Three players surrounded Ridley and intercepted him at the one-yard line.

No touchdowns.

then.

Confusedly, Clark went off again -

He still didn't react.

This, is this the end?
First update today. Thanks to Nanjing Yiba for the tip! The new book period is running out, please follow the young man to make the final sprint! Thank you, thank you everyone!
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