Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 943 Mixed Feelings
There was silence in the air.

It's not completely silent. You can still hear the sounds of instruments, footsteps in the corridor, and conversations next door. Those trivial noises continue to surge; however, all this makes the quietness in the ward more prominent. A kind of stillness and silence grabs the heart and makes people suffocate.

Until Smith broke the deadlock——

"I'm not a coward."

"Choosing to retire doesn't mean being cowardly." Li Wei nodded gently, "Sometimes, choosing to give up and retreat also requires incredible courage, because you are saying goodbye to the career and dream you have devoted your life to. Giving up may be more difficult than persisting."

Smith looked at Levi blankly.

Ever since he was injured, everyone treated him like a fragile glass doll, pampering him and tolerating him in every way, accommodating him in everything, fearing that the slightest criticism might cause him to completely collapse; but such consideration and care made him feel helpless and endlessly aggrieved.

Levi is not.

There is no blame, but no pampering either. Instead, we maintain a relationship of equality, communicate and converse like friends, and the complicated emotions calm down unconsciously.

Smith, "I thought you were here to cheer me up and cheer me up."

Levi didn't answer, but laughed directly, "Haha. Hahaha. Captain, am I so heartless? Can't I just come to see you?"

Smith glanced outside embarrassedly and controlled himself, "I am no longer your captain."

Levi nodded, "That's right. We're not that familiar with each other, so there's no such thing as 'once the captain, always the captain', right?"

Smith immediately heard the sarcasm in Levi's words, "Ha. Ha. Ha." He laughed dryly a few times, indicating that it was not funny at all.

Li Wei's smile became brighter and brighter. "The so-called encouragement and motivation does not necessarily mean there is only one way. Facing life calmly, embracing the unknown calmly, and facing difficulties calmly is also a positive attitude."

"I just want you to be happy again, Captain."

Smith suddenly turned his head and looked at Levi, with a sharp look in his eyes.

Levi didn't back down.

"Because I know it's very difficult, even ten or a hundred times more difficult than I could have imagined. You just got back from the brink of death, and even just facing the current situation calmly is a challenge."

"So, I just want you to be happy."

"Life is so precious that we don't have time to indulge in self-pity and torture ourselves."

Smith was immersed in Levi's words, a little absent-minded, a layer of bitterness rose on the tip of his tongue, and his head was filled with bustling thoughts.

When he looked at Levi again, Smith had regained his composure, "Is it because of Anne Gallas?"

Levi smiled back, "It's because of Annie, and because of you."

He let out a sigh of relief, and it was obvious that these things were not easy for Levi either.

"Anne was facing a battle whose outcome was already determined. She tried her best and she held nothing back, but in the end she still lost."

"And you were also facing a battle with an unpredictable outcome. Or, the doctors thought the outcome was already predetermined. But you fought hard, you fought back, and you escaped from under the nose of death."

"So, next, no matter what you choose and no matter what the future holds, you have already won. I just hope you can find happiness again."

Frank and sincere, yet one can find a hint of strength in the fragility of the eyes.

Under Levi's gaze, Smith looked a little embarrassed.

Then, Levi's smile fully blossomed, "Of course, if you ask me, I still hope to see you return to the court."

"People always say that Alex Smith is too mediocre and too ordinary, and there is no special feature at all, but you know what? The people who say these things may have to take a three-minute breath after running ten yards, eat French fries, beer and steak every day, stuff themselves into a pile of fat, and have no idea of ​​their ignorance and stupidity." "Just look at the tragic end of the Washington Redskins season."

"Honestly, are you even a little bit thankful that the team's second season was completely ruined?"

Smith couldn't believe his ears, "Levi!"

Levi raised his hands in surrender, "Most importantly, I hope to fight you face to face, and then assist Sherlock in defeating you personally."

Without any surprise, Levi threw out a letter of challenge, catching Smith off guard again -

How many times has this happened?

But this is Levi, always able to be unexpected, always able to break the framework, and inadvertently let the audience's thoughts be drawn into his rhythm.

Therefore, Levi was able to grow into a locker room leader and become the core soul of the entire Kansas City Chiefs team.

Smith imagined the scene, he, Levi and Mahomes standing opposite each other, the Washington Redskins and the Kansas City Chiefs engaging in a head-on confrontation, and he couldn't help but get excited.

The emotion was so turbulent and overwhelming that it almost burned his chest. Smith had to hurriedly control himself and change the subject.

"I'll tell you a secret. After the anesthesia wore off, I checked the team's record. I was somewhat relieved that Keenum's situation didn't occur."

Last season, after Minnesota Vikings quarterback Sam Bradford was injured, the unknown quarterback Keenum seized the opportunity to take over the team and led the team all the way to the NFC finals.

It turns out that Smith, who has always been upright, also has his own wounds in his heart——

After all, he had already experienced this once with the San Francisco 49ers, missing a game due to a concussion and then completely losing his starting job.

Levi also lowered his voice and joked, "Keenum is no longer popular now. Lamar Jackson is the popular one in the league."

Smith exhaled lightly, "I don't know what will happen to Joe Flacco next."

In the Baltimore Ravens, based on Levi's understanding of Harbaugh, Flacco should have no chance. He could be traded to any team and start over again.

Although the league tends to favor rookie benefits, experienced veteran quarterbacks like Flacco are still in high demand and should not be out of work.

Smith glanced at Levi, smiled bitterly, and said to himself, "Who would have thought that one day I would be compared to Flaco?"

Levi was puzzled.

Smith shrugged lightly. "A championship ring seems to give me some fame in the league, and I'm not an unknown person. But when it comes to what's so special about me, I can't really put my finger on it."

"Then as you get older and get injured, you might have to move from team to team just to beg for a job."

Levi suddenly realized, "I don't think so."

"At least, you have proven your ability in the half season in Washington. Unless you retire now, the evidence may be insufficient; otherwise, you still have a chance to prove your ability."

Smith narrowed his eyes and looked at Levi for a moment, "So you're still trying to persuade me to return to the game, right?"

Levi, "Shh, don't let Elizabeth hear it."

Smith hadn't expected such a reaction and just laughed out loud.

Elizabeth stood at the door, listening to Smith's long-lost hearty laughter, and was stunned for a moment.

(End of this chapter)