Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 743: Continue to look forward to
This season, the Kansas City Chiefs' pass defense is really hard to describe.

It’s not that there are no bright spots. Fowler’s brilliance and Jones’ growth are both worthy of recognition; however, this is not enough.

On the one hand, the two of them are unable to support the performance of the entire defensive team; on the other hand, the performances of the two of them are intermittent and cannot be connected.

The situation is full of challenges.

Berry has been working hard and persisting, not hoping to become a savior, but hoping to return to his position, fight alongside the team, and contribute his own strength to the team's weak links.

He doesn't think or believe that he can transform the team's defense, but he is eager to step onto the court and fight with his teammates.

He thought this desire would disappear with the passage of time and the difficulty of rehabilitation; but it did not. Instead, it became more and more urgent and intense.

He already missed the playoffs last season and he doesn't want to miss this year's.

The injury healed successfully and Berry was finally able to run without pain.

However, the status did not return.

This is not surprising -

Berry hasn't played for two full years. Even if he were on the court now, his condition, feel, and intuition would all be different.

Just because he has recovered from his injury doesn't mean he can become the feared safety again.

Injuries are not like that.

In fact, maybe he will never be able to find his former self again, maybe he will never be able to return to his peak form even if he returns to the court.

This is the most frustrating thing.

However, Berry did not give up or surrender, he continued to fight.

Same with Felix.

Just for a glimmer of hope, he tried his best to burn his whole life.

When Berry learned about Felix's situation, he was silent for a long time and did not speak; after saying goodbye to Levi, he went back to training silently.

Until now, Levi still couldn't forget Berry's stubborn back, just like he couldn't forget Felix's tearful and painful face.

He remembered, all of it.

Levi looked at Mahomes with a determined look on his face.

"Felix can't come to the regional tournament, but that doesn't matter. We'll continue to advance and maybe we'll have a chance in the federation finals."

"And if that doesn't work, we'll keep winning, keep going to the Super Bowl, keep waiting for Felix, keep waiting for Eric, and keep fighting side by side."

"They are not alone, and neither are we."

Mahomes looked at Levi, and unconsciously opened his shoulders and straightened his back.

When he came to his senses, he found that not only him, but other players also stopped and looked at him one by one with a firm look in their eyes.

The simple phrase “come on” is light and powerless, because people often don’t know how much effort and hard work they need to put in behind this phrase, and then face one unsatisfactory setback after another. Whether it’s persistence or fighting, it’s never just a slogan.

But if they stick together, they can keep going, one step at a time, which is what the Kansas City Chiefs desperately need.

A fighting heart.

Without even needing Reid to mobilize, the players consciously put away their cell phones, completely blocked out rumors on social networks, and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to pre-match preparations.

More than ever, the Kansas City Chiefs are hungry for a victory, and last season's winless playoff curse and constraints don't seem so scary at this moment.

So, is this what you call growth?
……

"There's no need to be nervous, tomorrow is just a new day, another game, another battle, I know the weight on everyone's shoulders, but believe me, you are ready."

"I believe in you, and I hope you can believe in yourselves as much as I believe in you."

"Dismiss, have a good rest tonight." After saying that, Reed turned and left.

No long speeches, no inspirational speeches, everything is just the same as usual.

Tomorrow, which is Saturday, is the day when the wildcard game will begin.

After watching Reid leave, the players packed up their notebooks and tactical manuals and prepared to go home.

Levi was leaving the tactical meeting room with his friends when his cell phone in his pocket vibrated. Levi signaled everyone and stopped to answer the call.

"Hey, Felix."

At the greeting, Mahomes, Kelce and others all stopped.

On the phone, Felix's voice was full of energy, exactly the same as in his memory, "Hey, good evening, Levi!"

"I'm sorry. I know tomorrow is a game day and you must be busy right now. I should be the last person in the whole city who wants to disturb you, but I have a question that I must ask you. I can't refuse."

Levi was just about to tell Felix "It's okay". In fact, he was particularly happy to receive this call. He finally heard Felix's energetic voice, and then heard Felix's words in one go. The words stayed on the tip of his tongue, and a smile gently climbed up the corners of his mouth.

"Rookie, rookie?"

Not only Levi, Mahomes and others also cast inquiring looks.

Li Wei indicated that he understood and mouthed: He sounds good.

Mahomes clenched his fist and high-fived Kelce and others.

Levi, "Shoot at me any time, I'm ready."

Felix, "Can you spare thirty minutes tonight to come to St. George's Church near the hospital?"

Levi was stunned, "Oh, maybe. Why, is everything okay?"

"Haha." Felix laughed heartily, "Secret, dear rookie, please allow me to keep it a little secret."

Cheerful, unrestrained, and a little naughty that you don’t usually feel.

Levi couldn't help but wonder what Felix looked like before he got sick?
Now, when people see Felix, the wheelchair and cancer are always the first things that come into their minds. Before they have time to get to know him, they have already labeled him and treated him as a patient and a weak person; but beyond the wheelchair and cancer, he is also a living soul.

A seventeen-year-old soul.

The phone was hung up.

Levi looked up and could see the busy eyes looking at him nervously again. He took a deep breath and said, "Oh, Felix sounds fine. It's okay. He just needs to borrow my thirty minutes."

"I don't know, maybe Felix finally got up the courage to confess to the girl he likes, and he needs to borrow the power of our chief?"

cut.

After a round of complaints, the atmosphere became cheerful.

Houston patted Levi's arm and said, "Even though Felix may not be able to come to Arrowhead Stadium tomorrow, he will fight with us. You should go over and have a look."

Finally, Levi and Mahomes, two neighbors next door, and a burden arrived at St. George's Church together. The three of them looked at the church in front of them.

Calm and normal.

There was nothing to tell from the outside and we still had no idea when we arrived at the scene.

Three people pushed open the church door, and lemon yellow light poured down. At a glance, they could see a wheelchair at the end of the aisle, and it was Felix's back.

In addition, there was a small figure standing behind the podium at the end of the aisle. When he saw them, he excitedly waved his hands vigorously to greet them.

Anne Gallas.

(End of this chapter)