"attack!"
Lu Ke's voice rang in Michael Crabtree's ears. Without hesitation, he rushed forward with a small slash to the left. He increased his speed to the extreme, as if he had returned to the rookie training camp and started over. Testing the forty-yard dash, waving my arms vigorously, the whistling wind in my ears.
On the right side, you can see a shadowy figure, Orlando Scandrick, marking his cornerback one-on-one, like a shadow that cannot be shaken off, always following closely.
Crabtree didn't try to get rid of it, he just speeded up, and then speeded up. Twenty-seven yards, not long but not short either. He could even hear the ticking of the second hand in his mind. Hurry up, he needs to be faster.
He was anxious and nervous, but his consciousness could not be clearer. After crossing the five-yard line, he turned around, slowed down, raised his head, and saw the football that was gradually falling. Sure enough, Lu Ke passed the football over, almost without any delay, and made a smooth shot with a rainbow pass.
Before kicking off, Lu Ke said: Michael, your height has an advantage.
Crabtree is 6.1 feet (185 centimeters) and Scandrick is 5.8 feet (178 centimeters). The height difference between the two people is a full third of a hand. Is this an absolute height difference? no. However, Crabtree is 215 pounds (98 kg) and Scandrick is only 195 pounds (88 kg). Overall, Crabtree is one size larger than Scandrick.
As a result, Crabtree concentrated on the football, staring at the football with his eyes, capturing the flight path; he could feel Scandrick's whole body being pressed up, and the pushing and squeezing of his weight made his steps start to become chaotic, but , Crabtree had already been prepared, took a big step, staggered to avoid Scandrick's personal position, and then...
Jump high!
Sprint, jump, reach. This is a routine that has been repeated hundreds or thousands of times in training. Crabtree jumped into the air, but found that the arc of the football was still slightly backward, so he stretched his body to the extreme, like a carp jumping over a dragon's gate. , with the waist as the center, lean back, and then lean back again, drawing an elegant arc.
He stretched out his hands and suddenly grabbed the rugby. The next second, his hands felt the leather texture of the rugby. He grabbed it firmly and firmly. Only a thought flashed through his mind, "Can't let go, can't let go!" "My body twisted in the air, and my feet landed firmly on the ground. Then all the muscles in my body tensed up, "Can't go out of bounds! Can't go out of bounds! Can't go out of bounds!"
Crabtree tried his best to control the muscles of his feet to ensure that both of his feet fell within the end zone; the next second, there was a violent push from behind, pushing him out hard, and his center of gravity was lost. When the situation was stable, Crabtree flew up. Only then did he come back to his senses and control his body in time to avoid injury.
But, a touchdown? Is catching the ball legal? Are your feet in bounds? Touchdown, successful?
"In shotgun formation, after the kickoff, Lu Ke quickly retreated, just observed a circle, and took a quick shot! The shot was very fast, leaving little time for the Cowboys to react, and he aimed at the left side of the end zone. The lower corner position!"
Troy's eyes widened and he stared intently, fearing to miss any of the wonderful moments.
"The arc of the pass is a little higher, and it seems that the accuracy has improved a little... No! No! No problem! Crabtree took advantage of his height and size to jump high, overpower Scandrick, and pick up the moon in the air! Caught the pass cleanly! Successful catch! That catch, that catch (The-Catch)! In 1981, Joe Montana connected with Dwight Clark's 'The-Catch', and it happened again today ! That catch! Jesus Christ! That catch again!"
Troy's voice reached its peak, and it was so sharp that it could break at any time, but he was completely unaware of it. He slowly stood up, screaming like a girl who had seen his idol.
"Lu Ke, the No. 14 quarterback of the San Francisco 49ers, successfully connected with Michael Crabtree with a 27-yard pass. The two completed the catch! Under the shotgun formation, Lu Ke Ke's passing time was only 1.86 seconds, and he completed this pass with an absolute tactical advantage! Among the opposing players, he made full use of Crabtree's size advantage and suppressed the outstanding performance tonight. Scandrick, not only did he make that catch, he made it for a touchdown!”
Troy didn't notice at all that his headset had fallen to the ground. He stood up, grabbed the microphone with both hands, and roared feverishly like a rock star. All the passion in his body surged and surged. Spew out.
"Thirty years later! In the NFL, after thirty years, in the game between the Dallas Cowboys and the San Francisco 49ers, that pass reappeared! Lu Ke, the first Chinese-American quarterback in the history of the league, copied Hall of Fame quarterback Joe Montana’s pass! Wonderful! It’s really wonderful! Wonderful!”
Troy could hardly feel his voice anymore, but the passion and excitement were still flowing continuously: Seventeen seconds, ten yards on second gear, the San Francisco 49ers needed a touchdown, so Lu Ke completed one Touchdown! This is almost an impossible moment to reverse, and it is also the most charming moment in sports competitions.
"God! We are witnessing history, history!" Troy kept talking, even if his voice was completely hoarse, he didn't care at all, "The league's first Chinese-American starting quarterback! Made history! Under our witness ! This is a great play, this is a great pass! I can't believe my voice, but I'm saying it: This first-year rookie has once again proven himself that he has what it takes to be a great quarterback. Potential, or in other words, great quarterback!"
"Wow! Wow!" The continuous words finally reached a paragraph. In addition to sighs, they were still sighs. Troy leaned forward involuntarily, "The referee is confirming the legality of the catch just now. Let's watch the replay. Left foot, right foot, control the ball, no problem, no problem at all, it's a legal catch, it's a touchdown!"
The referee's actions were only a moment behind, and then they gave a signal to catch the ball safely, and then raised their hands high, signaling: Successful touchdown!
"Ahhh!" Chris Wilson jumped up high, all the power hidden in his body burst out continuously, his hands clenched into fists, roaring, roaring crazily, "Ahhhh! "
Even so, the emotions were still like a volcano erupting, every cell in the body was opened, breathing and screaming to the fullest, and then joined the roar of the audience.
"That pass! That pass!" Chris turned around, looked at the stranger next door, and shouted at the top of his lungs.
The classic reappeared. Thirty years later, in the deadly league duel between the San Francisco 49ers and the Dallas Cowboys, in the last seventeen seconds, that pass appeared again!
The stranger sitting next to him also widened his eyes and was so excited that he couldn't control himself, "That pass!"
Repeat, repeat, repeat, like an endless loop, over and over again. Not only Chris and the fans sitting next to him, but also the senior fans in the Candlestick Stadium, they were all shouting the same word, like a mantra, like a belief, one after another, and finally they joined together in a mighty voice, and the whole audience Fifty thousand 49ers fans were shouting in unison:
"That pass!"
There were only 20,000 Dallas Cowboys fans, their faces were livid, their eyes were red, they were aggrieved, humiliated, in pain, and angry! Losing the game, that's not the worst thing; that pass, that's the worst thing. Thirty years is like a reincarnation, and they have experienced this nightmare again.
Could it be that this nightmare will last for another thirty years?
"That pass! That pass! That pass!" The whole audience cheered and shouted. It was earth-shattering, earth-shattering, and earth-shattering. The entire Candlestick Stadium began to shake violently, as if it had experienced a magnitude 10 earthquake. Stormy waves also broke out in the Bay Area, and the roar of the waves that penetrated the clouds and cracked rocks echoed far away under the sky. It seemed that the entire city and the entire Bay Area were responding to the call.
At this moment, standing in the middle of the stadium, he was on top of the world. Lu Ke clenched his fists and roared, "Ah! Ah!" His eyes fell on the fanatical fans in front of him, who were roaring like lava. He said, "Who is the king! Who is the king! Ah!" Raging roars burst out from the depths of the Dantian.
All the repression, all the passion, all the emotions are completely released!
"You are the king! You are the king!" Not far away, Logan Newman sprinted over, with red eyes and protruding veins, shouting feverishly, and then jumped hard and heavily on Lu Ke, waving continuously His right hand, as if he was the one who completed "that catch", "Bambi! Bambi!"
Other players also swarmed up, enthusiastically surrounding Lu Ke in the center. Michael Crabtree also rushed over, roaring, just roaring, joining his teammates and everyone in the audience. The ranks of fans.
Inside the stadium, outside the stadium, in the commentary box, in front of the TV, and in front of the radio station, everyone is marveling, constantly marveling, and the surging emotions are setting off an energy comparable to the sun, igniting the second week. The highlight of the regular season!
The celebration got a little out of control, and the referees had to step forward to stop it, and found the core figure of the San Francisco 49ers: Lu Ke.
"The game is not over yet, and there are still extra points." The referee said. Lu Ke nodded repeatedly to express understanding, and quickly shouted, "Guys, guys, calm down, the game is not over yet, we need the special team to Members to end the game.”
The touchdown was completed, six points; thus, the score between the San Francisco 49ers and the Dallas Cowboys came to "20:20", a tie.
There are nine seconds left in the game, and the San Francisco 49ers special teams team officially debuts. They will kick the extra point kick. If it succeeds, it will kill the game; if it fails, it will be a tie and it will enter overtime.
Lu Ke led the offensive team back to the sidelines, and then saw the team's kicker David Akins walking forward. With excitement and perseverance between his brows, he shook his fist and cheered for Lu Ke. , also cheer for yourself!
