Chapter 384 No choice
Time is not on the side of the Kansas City Chiefs.

Although Levi stole fifteen yards on the ground, the cost was the last timeout, with only twenty-eight seconds left on the game clock.

Next, the Kansas City Chiefs had no time to gather and they had to seize the last timeout opportunity to make their plans, but this was far from enough.

On the first down, the New England Patriots showed their dominance and courage. They created incredible pressure with only four rushers, effectively hitting Smith, causing Smith’s pass to deviate slightly.

Kelsey obviously lost his balance after receiving the ball. Not to mention continuing to advance, his footwork was also a little awkward. He was double-teamed by three players and fell to the ground.

Moreover, time continues to pass.

This also forced Smith to waste an offensive play, throw the ball to stop the clock, and redeploy the tactics in the hope of completing the pass with a gamble.

however.

The New England Patriots’ defense was absolutely strong and meticulous, completing the best and most outstanding pass defense of the entire season, leaving no chance for Smith. Smith took a risky 15-yard pass to Hill, but was rejected by the Zhong family and Butler.

The pass was incomplete.

Fourth-and-7, nine seconds left, thirty-six yards to the end zone.

“The Kansas Chiefs have no other choice, they have to choose the Hail Mary.”

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s third or fourth down, for the Kansas City Chiefs, they have to force a fourth down and score a touchdown. There’s no way out.”

“But the New England Patriots’ defense put in a championship-level performance, pushing the Kansas City Chiefs to the edge of a cliff with no way out.”

“Whether the Kansas Chiefs want to or not, they have to challenge the Hail Mary.”

“It now appears that the New England Patriots are ready; the Kansas City Chiefs are not.”

Smith was a little frustrated.

The closer I got to the finish line, the more flustered I became, and my habitual hands once again clasped my head tightly.

He had tried his best in the last few passes, but he always felt like he was at the end of his rope and was completely suppressed by the New England Patriots.

To lose one’s composure.

He understands the truth and he has ambition.

But the actual operation is another matter.

Fourth down, seventh down, Hail Mary, can he really do it?

“Hey, Captain.”

A call came from his ear, and Smith looked up suddenly. Then he saw a blurry face hidden in the steaming hot air. The hot air continuously coming out of the mouth mixed with hot sweat blurred the face, but he could still see the eyes in the helmet.

“Try it.”

Light, simple, even playful.

“Remember? Leave no regrets.”

“We all thought that the weight of life depended on this one pass. If this pass succeeded, this would happen; if this pass failed, this would happen.”

“But the reality is that no matter success or failure, it will not completely change our lives. Life is so long that we should not define it by the success or failure of a moment.”

“Michael Jordan played so many seasons in the NBA, 15 or 16? How many championships did he win, six? Those seasons without a championship, would people call it a failure?”

“No. I won’t.”

“Because it shouldn’t be a single moment that defines success or failure in life.”

“The key is to have no regrets and to be able to say with confidence after the game that I have given my all without reservation.”

“How’s it going, Captain?”

“Are you ready?”

Even with the enemy at the gate, they were still chatting and laughing.

Levi’s confidence and composure quietly focused the attention of the Kansas City Chiefs’ offensive team again.

Smith looked at Levi, then at the faces around him who were sweating profusely, exhausted, but with determined eyes, and a sense of heroism arose in his chest.

“Keep-fighting.”

A smile crept up the corner of his mouth.

Smith straightened his back and opened his shoulders – for ten years.

He knew that his weakness in critical moments made him a laughing stock throughout the league, and no one believed that he could change, including himself.

He was not the real hero in the Kansas City Chiefs’ comeback wins this season, and he knows this better than anyone.

But today, he wants to try.

Just to leave no regrets.

Eyes focused, Smith concentrates on reading the defensive formation.

The New England Patriots have already set their sights on —

On the front line, only four defensive forwards were left.

In the backfield, the cornerback stands ten yards away, the linebacker stands fifteen yards away, and the safeties stand in the end zone, forming a staircase that covers the entire field.

Although the team was apparently trying to prevent the midfield from leaking players and being exploited by Levi again, the real focus was still on the end zone, and all goals were aimed at the Hail Mary.

Go ahead to dangers.

The wind was cold and biting, the air was frozen into ice, and scalding sweat was pouring down my face, but my fingertips were numb and I could hardly stretch them.

At the entrance of the Old Oak Tavern, Provos finally couldn’t control himself and turned away.

He didn’t dare to look.

In the last game, Provos used all the strength in his soul to witness the Kansas City Chiefs’ comeback through the radio.

But that would have consumed all his courage and energy, and he wouldn’t be able to face it a second time.

Despite his curiosity, despite every cell in his body burning with desire, he ultimately did not have the courage to face such a blow, and he controlled himself.

Standing at the door, Provos didn’t know where to go. He stopped there in a daze, then sat down on the steps tiredly. He silently took out a cigarette and tried to light it, but found that his hands were shaking so badly that the lighter wouldn’t light it. Finally, he gave up and just sat there in a daze with the cigarette in his mouth.

Provos is not the only one who dares not look directly at the TV screen.

In the Old Oak Tavern, West also closed his eyes and listened quietly to the sound of his heart hitting his chest. Then, Smith’s command came from the screen.

“attack!”

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

The collision of helmets caused a series of noises, and the power exploded instantly –

Pocket, torn.

Although the New England Patriots only used four players to rush the pass, their divine performance in this game gave them a boost of confidence. Even without the help of the linebackers, the defensive line still tore the pocket again.

Friars, leading the way.

crisis.

However, Smith was not in a hurry.

There was only one thought in his mind: the fight never stops.

He needs to hold off the New England Patriots, he needs to buy time for the receivers to run, and he needs to buy space for the Hail Mary pass.

“Alex, leave no regrets.”

Smith was retreating, retreating continuously, instantly widening the distance between himself and Fryers. At the critical moment, the Kansas City Chiefs’ offensive line blocked Fryers, which won Smith a brief breathing space.

Smith was retreating continuously, stopping and turning suddenly. The grass was a little slippery, and because he exerted too much force, he lost his balance and stumbled.

Huh!
The whole audience exclaimed and their hearts stopped beating.

Smith was fully focused and completely unaware of the crisis. He reflexively used the strength of his waist and abdomen to control his balance and quickly swept his eyes around.

Seeing another defensive tackle on his left side struggling to break free from the offensive line like an alien emerging from a cocoon, a torrential rain came down on him, and he pulled his feet back to the right.

step.

——Fleis was already one step ahead and was standing there, rushing towards Smith with his arms outstretched.

(End of this chapter)