Take a deep breath, take a deep, deep breath, as if it will never stop, take a long breath; everything in your sight slows down, and all the movement trajectories of the entire world slow down ten times. , playing at twenty times the speed, the breeze blowing the track, the players warming up, the caddy running...
Everything is so slow, so clear, and so real. Even when using the special skill Bullet Time, the field of view is not as high-definition.
Different, every detail, every link, every part is different. He could feel it clearly.
Paul Brown Stadium is more open and emptier. The semi-open stadium is blooming like a flower. Standing on the stadium, you can capture large tracts of sky and buildings with your peripheral vision. The entire stadium has a completely different sense of space and location. , even the angle at which the light falls and the halo refracted by the line of sight are different.
The stands of Paul Brown Stadium are more open, and the jersey colors of white, black and orange are spread out in a vast way, which is duller and stranger than red and gold; it seems that the shouts and cheers of the audience are They are also different, lacking the sound gathering response of the stadium building, and the echo effect is more obvious.
Everything is different, just like putting on a pair of shoes of different sizes. You can wear them, but you feel uncomfortable all over your body.
Objectively speaking, the environment at Paul Brown Stadium is gentler than that at Candlestick Stadium, because the wind is smaller and the vision is wider; more importantly, the weather here is more comfortable, and the truly crisp autumn weather will not be too hot in September. Humid, not too dry, not too hot, not too cold. After a simple warm-up exercise, the body muscles will quickly enter the state.
However, Lu Ke still couldn't adapt. He's used to Candlestick, the wind, the direction, the lights, the space, the temperature, everything. As people say, no gold nest or silver nest is as good as your own doghouse. He still enjoys playing at Candlestick.
Lu Ke didn't realize this before setting off, after arriving, or even before taking the stage. Because this is the first real away game in his career.
The home games against the University of Southern California and the University of Wisconsin are the Rose Bowl; the home games against the Seattle Seahawks and the Dallas Cowboys are Candlestick Stadium. Everything is familiar to him, the familiar locker room, the familiar passages, the familiar environment. He trains on the same field and plays on the same field.
The reason why the home court is the home court is not because the home stadium is better, but because the home environment is more familiar. Lu Ke had never noticed that the away game would be a problem - although the media kept saying it, although the coach kept saying it, although all his teammates kept saying it, but without personal experience, the feeling was different after all.
In the past, when he went to away games, Lu Ke was a spectator, sitting on the bench and observing everything as a bystander. But today, Lu Ke stood on the court and became a member of the game, even one who controlled the game. After being involved in it, everything changed and suddenly surfaced.
Lu Ke thought that he had experienced strong winds and waves, and his strong heart did not know what nervousness was. But, at this point, he felt nervous again, as if he was on call against the USC Trojans. That kind of emotion cannot be controlled or suppressed. It can only be used skillfully and transformed into the driving force of the game.
"Bambi! Bambi!" A cry exploded in Lu Ke's ears from far to near. His deep breathing finally stopped. Lu Ke turned his head suddenly, and then he saw his teammates, standing in a circle around him. Standing, waiting for Lu Ke's order.
The one who spoke was clearly Logan, "Bambi? The time is counting down! Are you okay?"
Lu Ke glanced at the countdown clock at the end of the end zone. The forty-second countdown had reached thirty-seven seconds. Everything that just happened happened in just three seconds, but it seemed like a whole century had passed.
Lu Ke tightened his fingertips, picked up the towel hanging around his waist, and wiped away the warm sweat; then he straightened his fingers again to relieve the tension.
The game between the Cincinnati Bengals and the San Francisco 49ers has started for three minutes and 48 seconds.
The Tigers were the first to start attacking. Andy Dalton led the offensive team and launched the attack vigorously, advancing steadily through the half. Unfortunately, the attack ended here, with a strikeout and a free kick. After all, it was still too far, and the Tigers unfortunately had no choice but to punt.
Then, Lu Ke led the team onto the field.
"Attention!" Lu Ke called his teammates, but there was a rumbling sound in his ears, like thunder, like a storm, like a shower. It was not the kind of deafening explosion, but the noise of the wind and rain, shaking. The swaying was so unsettling that it disturbed the mind. What was even worse was that Lu Ke's voice was completely drowned, as if it had encountered a wall of air and could not spread at all.
Although Paul Brown Stadium was not full at all, and more than one-third of the stadium was empty; the home fans who attended did not show any weakness, and gave the San Francisco 49ers a show of strength with practical actions, and received an overwhelming response. , shocking every player in the offensive team.
Lu Ke frowned slightly and called his teammates to get closer. Everyone formed a circle with their heads on their heads. Lu Ke knelt down on one knee, stood in the center, and shouted with the power of his Dantian, "Guys, this is It’s our first away game of the season, which means the season has really begun. I need a win! Who is on the same page as me?”
The words were simple but powerful. Then, Lu Ke stretched out his right hand. Logan and Marcus stretched out their right hands almost at the same time, overlapping the back of Lu Ke's hand. Then other players joined in, one after another, and soon, everyone's palms overlapped.
"Very good! Then let's score some touchdowns!" Lu Ke roared with all his strength, "Count to three! One, two, three, the game begins!" At the third sound, everyone raised their arms high. , pointing to the sky.
Later, according to Jim Hubble's pre-game arrangements, Lu Ke quickly completed the tactical arrangements. Amid the erratic shouts at Paul Brown Stadium, arranging tactics was not an easy task. Simple commands, simple After hand gestures are made to ensure that each player receives the signal, the game is declared complete.
Soon, the San Francisco 49ers' offensive team completed their formation.
"attack!"
The screams and shouts were so turbulent that they hit Lu Ke's eardrums like thunder. He couldn't even hear his own voice. He was struggling to survive amid the roaring mountains and tsunami, and he seemed helpless and helpless. Just when he started to doubt whether the sound of his kick-off was heard, he already felt the football in his hands. He didn't have time to think deeply, and his feet quickly retreated out of habit.
Raising his chin high, he took in the running route of the defensive formation in the first half, but all he could see was a thick iron curtain. He was wearing a white top and black shorts, dotted with colorful orange tiger stripes, like a natural chasm. Tightly isolates the offensive line from the receiving players.
His footsteps moved quickly, his eyes glanced from left to right, but there was no time to find the gap for the player to receive the ball. In the blink of an eye, the torn offensive line was captured in the corner of his eyes: The players on the defensive front were like bulldozers, ruthlessly moving. The 49ers' offensive line is being pushed hard, and the pockets are rapidly compressing, and then compressing again.
Back off!
The danger signal had just sounded, and he stepped back a quarter of a beat slower. Already, a pair of orange-gloved palms appeared in his sight, like cattail fans, slapping down hard.
Lu Ke ducked and tried to dodge, but his movements were still a little slow. His shoulders and arms were firmly grasped by the opponent, and burning pain came. The "pop" sound was not strong, but it was tight enough; the next step In seconds, Lu Ke felt the call of powerful force and gravity. He was dragged and fell to the ground. The green grass clippings and fanatical cheers were like a slap in the face, and he was thrown hard. Above the cheek.
But that's not the end.
The next moment, the 49ers' offensive line pockets were completely crushed, and several players lost their center of gravity. Like a mountain falling, they collapsed one after another. Tigers players and 49ers players fell to Lu Ke one after another. On the body, there are layers upon layers like stacks of Arhats.
"Grass!" Lu Ke clenched his fist and beat the lawn hard. The dull touch gave a faint sting, and the stiff and tight muscles were slightly relieved; but the anger surging in his chest could not be vented at all. , it was just gurgling, hitting my chest, and feeling a dull pain.
Sack, the San Francisco 49ers' first offense of the game ended with a sack by the Cincinnati Bengals!
The anger is not directed at the offensive line, but at himself. Just now, due to nervousness, misjudgment and slow reaction, my performance was simply terrible!
During the defensive reading, he read the opponent's surprise intention, and there was nothing wrong with the "4-3" formation; but he ignored the opponent's entire offensive line moving forward, and gave up the backcourt defense boldly and crazily. Heavy troops were thrown into the raid——
The safety guard defends the middle pass and the cornerback defends the short pass, while the linebacker gives up the defense of short pass and running ball and throws his arms away to invest in the quarterback raid. This also means that the entire first-line group is attacking the 49ers' offense. Striker.
Facing such a defensive scheme, getting the football to the running back quickly is the pocket quarterback's best option. However, Lu Ke's negligence in defensive reading led to a misjudgment; when faced with the crisis of tearing his pocket, his brain reacted a quarter of a beat slower. With just this millisecond gap, his footsteps did not have time to retreat, and he directly Being captured and thrown to the ground.
One mistake, then another mistake. It finally led to this ending!
It was only at this moment that Lu Ke truly understood what the away game meant, but he was extremely angry and disappointed with himself. It was not like he had never seen the world before, and he actually made a series of errors in judgment because of his nervousness.
"Grass!" Lu Ke pounded the lawn again.
