Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 878 Who is the Clown
"Levi. Levi. Levi."

Ndamukong had only one thought in his mind, only one thought.

It was not because of personal grudges, but because of McVeigh's strategic layout.

Donald went all out to pressure Mahomes, but what about Levi?

McVay did not forget Levi, nor did he forget the "Chiefs Special". The Los Angeles Rams' pass rush pressure concealed two layers of impact, targeting Mahomes and Levi respectively, showing their trump cards and accurately strangling the Kansas Chiefs' offense. McVay also realized that they had no way out.

If we wait until halftime to make adjustments, it might be too late.

then.

Ndamukong is here.

Be patient, stay patient. Although you are as big as a black bear, you move like a rattlesnake. Be calm and sober enough to wait for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

On the surface, Ndamukong was assisting Donald, covering for Donald in a one-on-two situation, with no awareness of stepping forward. Instead, the offensive linemen were trying to break away and turn around to help block Donald.

It just so happened that Mahomes seemed ready to pass the ball, and his target was not Levi; so it was easy for Ndamukong to just keep entangled with the offensive linemen and there was no need to rush forward.

Until Donald completed the collision, Mahomes had no choice but to pass the ball in a hurry.

This is no longer an active pass, but a passive self-rescue.

The Los Angeles Rams once again created opportunities with Donald's personal ability.

Ndamukong was clear-minded. He took advantage of the brief gap when Levi received the ball in the chaos to adjust his steps and center of gravity. He was not in a hurry to move forward, but instead used the offensive forwards to hide his whereabouts and goals.

Wait, and wait again.

Ndamukong observed secretly, and Levi noticed that the door in front of him was wide open, a straight passage. In the ever-changing game, before the second-line defense had time to return to its position, in the situation where the center of gravity and balance were completely confused, there was no time to hesitate. He adjusted his steps slightly and moved forward without hesitation and staggering.

be cheated!
Ndamukong, who had been waiting and observing, elbowed the opposing player without hesitation, pushed the two figures in front of him away, rushed out from the side without warning, and flew to tackle -

Aim for the lower three roads.

In football games, tackles aimed at areas below the knee are called low tackles, which are often prohibited because of the enormous force and speed involved, which can easily lead to knee injuries. Low tackles against quarterbacks in particular are strictly penalized and strictly prohibited. Once a yellow flag is thrown, a 15-yard penalty will be imposed.

Of course, Ndamukong, a veteran in committing fouls, is very clear about this.

But at the same time, Ndamukong also knows that the penalties for low tackles against wide receivers and running backs are often lighter. Obviously, the league is trying to protect quarterbacks, while wide receivers and running backs are not valuable, especially running backs.

Although low tackles against wide receivers and running backs may also trigger fouls, the standards are much more relaxed and rough tackle fouls are only called in rare cases.

In front of him, Ndamukong aimed at Levi’s knee.

Grit your teeth and exert your full strength.

Levi just gave him a shoulder throw, and now he's going to give Levi a season-ending injury in return, like a torn cruciate ligament or something.

Unfortunately, there is not much time left in the season, only two hours at most, so this gift is still a little light. I hope Levi doesn’t mind.

Hey.

Ndamukong laughed sinisterly, and exploded with unreserved full strength at a very fast speed.

Closer. Closer.

Ndamukong dived into the deep water like a diver, aiming at Levi's knees, ankles and the tibia that could be broken in two with a slight bend, and attacked with all his strength.

"Goodbye, rookie, it's hard to walk!"

Seeing that Levi's calf was already within reach and the tackle and collision were about to be completed, Ndamukong's smile slowly solidified at the corner of his mouth - where was the person.

However, Levi slammed on the brakes, stepped back, and stopped, thus shifting his position before the cosmic collision was about to happen.

Then, Ndamukong slid past Levi in ​​a mighty manner. He couldn't believe that the tackle he was determined to win was avoided so easily.

That's it?

Looking up, Ndamukong saw the eyes in Levi's helmet, calm and confused, just like the Teletubbies obediently admiring the little duck passing by, just short of raising his hand to say hello.

shame!

But, the next second, Ndamukong landed on his face and slid out.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the helmet and the jaw kept colliding, like loud slaps in the face, making Ndam's eyes sparkle.

So, who is the Joker?

Then, without stopping, Anson stepped over Ndamukong's tightly closed "mermaid tail".

Literally, it's not a jump, but a leap, as if crossing a stinky ditch.

Ndamukong: ...

He quietly looked at the back of No. 23, even forgetting his anger and shame, and was swallowed by shock and astonishment, and glided away.

Levi didn't care about Ndamukong because it was not worth mentioning.

Chaos is chaos, bumps are bumps, and in a hurry, Levi did not forget to observe the defense. Blindly advancing without regard for the consequences will only put himself in trouble. Just like sharpening the knife before chopping wood, patient observation and calm judgment will not waste time, but will help find space for advancement.
Stop, look, and then go.

Bale's famous stunt has now become part of Levi's skill set.

After an emergency brake, Levi adjusted his rhythm and controlled his center of gravity, quickly stabilizing himself. When he started again, he had already entered his own mode.

One step, two steps, before he could fully start, less than five yards across the line of scrimmage, a locomotive was already rushing towards him.

Linebacker Corey Littleton.

This linebacker is undoubtedly the hot topic of the Los Angeles Rams this year. He was an undrafted rookie in 2016 and spent two ordinary seasons with the Los Angeles Rams. He finally experienced a comprehensive transformation and growth in his junior year.

He played a key role on both the defense and special teams, and was selected to the All-American Second Team and the Pro Bowl for his god-like performances at critical moments in many games, performing a Cinderella myth. Even McVay praised him highly.

Some people say that this is because his rookie contract is about to expire.

Maybe. But even if it is, it's not just any undrafted player who can seize his opportunity and help his team reach the Super Bowl.

Tonight, on the Super Bowl stage, Littleton still gave a great performance.

The same is true at this time.

The Kansas City Chiefs receivers all spread out and ran towards the intermediate and long pass areas, which left the short pass area empty.

When Levi easily washed away Ndamukong, Littleton realized at the first time that the situation was not good. He must intercept Levi here, otherwise... the consequences would be disastrous.

Push off the ground and step forward.

Littleton was so absorbed in his thoughts that he imagined himself as Spider-Man, an ordinary middle school student who was inconspicuous but suddenly became a superhero, descending from the sky and becoming the decisive figure in saving the team on the Super Bowl stage, with the entire City of Angels cheering his name.

Littleton! Littleton! Littleton!
resounding through the sky!

(End of this chapter)