Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 692 It’s rare to be confused
Huchi, wheeze.

Humphrey lay on the ground in a big letter shape, gasping for breath, his stomach churning, and he had the urge to vomit. His whole body felt a burning emptiness, his body was churning, and the world was crumbling in his eyes.

He just wants to lie down now.

My mind was blank, I had no thoughts, I just wanted to lie down.

Then, a face appeared above the field of vision, blocking out the evening sunset. It was not clear because of the backlight, and the only thing I could see was a smile at the corner of the mouth.

"Ah, rookie, get out of here, your sweat is dripping on me."

Humphrey couldn't help himself, and twitched like a fish out of water, shifting his position to glance at the sweaty figure.

Haha, hahaha.

There was a burst of laughter in my ears.

Then, the man stretched out his right hand, and Humphrey raised his hand and slapped the right hand hard to express his disgust; but the next second he retracted his right hand and held the man's hand, using the force to barely support himself and stand up on his noodle-like calves.

Breathing became a little smoother.

Yet the world is still reeling.

Humphrey looked at the familiar smile in front of him, raised his hand and punched the shoulder, which was soft and weak, like cotton.

"Nice win, rookie."

Be upright and aboveboard.

Although Humphrey's mouth is full of bitterness now, he doesn't like the feeling of losing. In the past, he was already accustomed to winning all year round in college. However, entering the professional league requires him to face more complicated and cruel situations. Especially now is the critical moment for the Baltimore Ravens to compete for the playoffs. He really doesn't want the team to miss the playoffs for two consecutive seasons. The bitterness of this defeat is even more difficult to accept.

But... he had tried his best. Levi won beautifully and fairly.

If you lose, you lose.

"But, I need to be more careful next time. Something that was almost completed today may be successful next time."

Levi looked at Humphrey in front of him. Like Clark and Coach Burns, the buddies who once fought for the championship together have now embarked on their own life paths and fought in their own ways. Even if they no longer walk side by side, they still help each other.

Levi's smile rose, "I look forward to meeting you again in the playoffs. That's the knockout round, which is even more cruel, but I will definitely not show mercy."

"Haha." Humphrey laughed heartily, deliberately showing a disappointed expression and shaking his head repeatedly, "Rookie, you have changed. You are not humble at all now."

Levi shrugged lightly, "Personality, everything is just a personality. You still need one to walk in the league. Do you want to ask your agent to help you set one?"

Humphrey burst into laughter——

He still likes Levi.

Now Levi has become the face of the league and one of the NFL's signature brands, and he trains with superstars like Watt during the offseason.

Some people say that Levi has changed, and the friendship of just one year in college is nothing at all, and maybe Levi has already forgotten them.

But Humphrey knew that those words were pure envy.

Levi is still Levi, and everything is no different from his college days.

Humphrey was about to take a step forward, his expression slightly awkward, "Rookie, can you help me?"

Levi didn't understand and looked over.

Humphrey punched his thigh with his fist. "I think I have a cramp."

Before he could finish his words, Humphrey had already fallen down on his butt.

Levi laughed out loud without any hesitation, "Haha, hahahahahaha."

Hilarious.

Humphrey looked like he had lost all hope in life. Levi deftly stretched Humphrey's legs.

When Jackson found Levi, this was the scene he saw. He couldn't help but stop and didn't know what to do for a moment.
So, he should be under the car?
Jackson had imagined different scenarios, but never this one.

Levi turned his head and looked over. "Instead of standing there and watching with that expression, why not come up and help. We are rivals, but not enemies."

Jackson: ...

Every time Jackson saw Levi's calm and relaxed expression, he thought he was pretending.

They are all young men in their early twenties. Levi is pretending to be so high and mighty, and is teaching them how to do things in a mature and mature manner.

Damn it!

What to pretend!

Jackson rolled his eyes in annoyance, but ultimately said nothing more and hurried forward to help.

Over there, Reed and Harbaugh had already gathered in the center of the court.

Although there were sparks flying on the court and both players looked like they wanted to kill each other, it was a different story outside the court.

Hubble saw this scene at a glance, nodded secretly to Jackson's action of finding Levi first and facing the failure calmly, and smiled at Reed.

"It seems like the kids are getting along well."

Reed also looked in the direction of his gaze. "Children are like this. One moment they were fighting and saying they would never be friends with you again. The next moment they were holding hands and playing with toys together. We old people can't keep up."

Between the lines, Reed was still dissatisfied with Mosley's rough defense today.

Hubble heard it, but he pretended to be confused and pretended that he didn't understand. Anyway, Reed didn't say it clearly, so there was no need for him to point it out deliberately -

What happened in the locker room will be kept secret, and Harbaugh will talk to Mosley afterwards; but outside, Harbaugh will naturally defend his team and players.

What's more, Hubble didn't think it was a big deal.

After the game, reporters did not miss this hot topic at the press conference.

Harbaugh said, "This is football. Impact is the foundation of this sport. I am very sorry that the players were injured. Believe me, the last thing I want to see is injuries, whether it is me or the players of other teams."

"But we need to accept that this is part of competitive sport, the cruel side of it."

Hubble was smart. He elevated the whole idea and avoided focusing on the two players, Mosley and Levi, but started from the overall situation.

Of course, from a general point of view, there is nothing wrong with Hubble's point of view; but in the specific case, whether Mosley should have consciously and maliciously collided has nothing to do with competitive sports or even injuries, but is a question of sportsmanship.

Precisely because they know how terrible injuries are, players should not cause injuries by committing malicious fouls.

Hubble's clever response avoided the reporter's attack.

However, the NFL doesn't see it that way.

After the game, the league launched an official investigation and determined that Mosley had committed a malicious collision. He was not only fined $8,000, but also given a warning. If he commits the same offense again, he may face a suspension and a higher fine.

The Baltimore Ravens did not protest, and Mosley obediently paid the fine.

With Hubble's astute handling, things settled down quietly.

As for how the players and fans of the Baltimore Ravens and Kansas City Chiefs view this matter, that is another story.

It's the same thing in front of me.

Harbaugh played dumb, as if he didn't hear the hidden edge in Reed's words, "Coach, you really fooled me in last year's draft. I really thought you were not interested in either quarterbacks or running backs."

Without making any noise, Hubble changed the subject.

(End of this chapter)