"We are! Warriors! We are! Warriors!"
The uniform cheers of support exploded throughout the entire scene with great force and vigor, instantly transforming the bustling city center into Candlestick Stadium. It was as if they had returned to the lively moment of a home game, and every fan was shouting at the top of their lungs. He stood up and waved his arms high to show his support and affirmation.
The mountains and seas of people in sight are like boiling water, bubbling and extending endlessly, as if they can reach the end of the world. The powerful support force makes the whole world start to shake, which truly makes people feel It’s time for Lu Ke’s super popularity.
Not to mention Under Armor, even Lu Ke himself looked stunned. He originally thought it was just a routine autograph session and had no expectations at all.
In Lu Ke's view, it is already very rare to have 20 fans present; before setting off, he even joked with Lech, "If there are only two or three kittens at the scene, then Under Armor can only I sent my own staff to pretend to be loyal fans and come to me to sign autographs, so that the scene would not be too ugly."
But now, looking at the enthusiastic pursuit in front of him, Lu Ke was completely dumbfounded.
The impassioned cheers gradually gathered together and became more and more intense. Among all this, I don’t know who was the first to change the slogan, and then it gradually spread, "Bambi! Bambi! Bambi!" The continuous shouts were overwhelming, and the mountains collapsed and the earth was cracking, like Like a tornado, it swept over.
At this moment, this is not a moment that belongs to the San Francisco 49ers, this is not a moment that belongs to football, but a moment that belongs to Lu Ke. Especially after just winning a hard-fought victory, Lu Ke finally won his own moment.
The long queue winds like a dragon and a snake, with no end in sight. It seems that at the end of the queue, there are fans arriving in a steady stream to join the queue. There is always a feeling that half of the city's population is there. The illusion that they are all gathered here.
Jonathan came to the scene early this morning and was in the queue early, but still waited for nearly forty minutes before he came to Lu Ke. However, all the waiting was worth it. Jonathan couldn't wait to step forward and said hello, "Good morning, Bambi."
"Hey! Jonathan, nice to see you again."
Sitting in the stadium stands, the player wearing the helmet seems to be a moving stick figure. All facial expressions and eye colors are hidden under the helmet. Everything is like parts of precision instruments, arranged and combined, moving towards Move forward victoriously; but standing face to face in front of you, after taking off your helmet, the face in front of you begins to become real and definite.
Jonathan Baldwin couldn't help but start to look at that young and sunny face. In their eyes, Asians always have baby faces. If Lu Ke was still a college student or high school student, he would believe it.
Lu Ke's nickname came to mind, "Bambi", which is really apt. However, on the court, Lu Ke's playing style is completely different. The fierceness and boldness in his bones will definitely make him Any opponent who underestimated Bambi suffered. Such a cute contrast couldn't be better in Jonathan's eyes.
"Hey! Jonathan, nice to see you again."
Lu Ke said hello with a smile, and Jonathan's eyes showed surprise, "Do you still remember me?"
Before, the two people only met once at the airport. That night, the entire San Francisco International Airport was packed with fans and the crowds were huge. Jonathan did not expect that Lu Ke could still remember that brief encounter.
"I was praying that I didn't recognize the wrong person. Now it seems that my prayer worked." Lu Ke's cheerful tone made Jonathan laugh, and then Lu Ke lowered his head and began to sign on the jersey.
When he was in a state of excitement and lack of concentration, Jonathan slowed down a beat and said, "Wait a minute." He called out eagerly to Lu Ke who was about to start writing, startling Lu Ke. Jonathan quickly explained, "This is something The jersey, it's not mine, it's for someone else, you can sign it, give it to 'Ryan Baldwin', and..."
The line for autographs was still extremely long, the air conditioner in the store was whirring, and the noise was endless, but Lu Ke stopped what he was doing, was not in a hurry, and looked seriously. In Jonathan's hesitant words, Lu Ke could feel a trace of struggle and a trace of bitterness. He couldn't explain the reason, but he knew that there was a story hidden behind this jersey.
Therefore, Lu Ke did not rush to ask questions, but waited patiently.
Jonathan hesitated for a moment, "Then he said, please don't give up hope, even if you are insignificant, but don't give up." Lu Ke still didn't rush to write, and waited until Jonathan nodded again to confirm, "That's what it means, as long as the meaning is achieved That’s it, just write it according to your own ideas.”
Lu Ke thought seriously for a moment, then quickly left a sentence on the jersey, finally signed his name, handed the jersey to Jonathan, and said with a smile, "Look forward to the home game next week. I see you."
"Of course, of course, we are still looking forward to a victory. You know, we will never get tired of it." Jonathan also laughed, picked up the jersey, took steps, and gave up his position to He ignored the fanatical fans behind him, followed the staff’s guidance, and left the Under Armor flagship store through the back door.
After leaving the surging crowd, Jonathan realized that his whole body was soaked and sweating profusely, as if he had just experienced a sauna. After breathing in the fresh air, his overheated brain felt the refreshing and cold air of oxygen again. Harsh.
Standing in the crowd of people coming and going, Jonathan opened the jersey in his hand and read Lu Ke's message carefully:
"To Ryan Baldwin,
If they say, who cares if another light goes out, twinkling beneath billions of stars in the sky? Yes, I care.
Lu Ke. "
Carefully, Jonathan read the words carefully again, and couldn't help but start to recite. Unexpectedly, his nose was slightly sore, and then Jonathan quickly put away his jersey, controlled his emotions, breathed heavily, and the eyes were filled with laughter. The emotion and touch quietly settled down.
Turning around, he raised his head and looked at the huge poster hanging on the outer wall of the building in front of him. It was Lu Ke, wearing an Under Armor sports vest. The football had just escaped from the control of the fingertips of his right hand and was heading towards the left hand. Flying in the direction; there is a confident and calm smile on the youthful face, and the wise eyes seem to be freed from the shackles of the poster and become lifelike.
This is their quarterback.
Jonathan walked briskly towards the nearby parking lot; thirty minutes later, Jonathan arrived at San Francisco General Hospital. After parking the car, he quickly walked to the hospital's rehabilitation center, but he failed. I found a familiar figure in the rehabilitation room. After circling twice, I found my target in the same place.
A figure huddled in a wheelchair, with those thin and thin shoulders, it seems that it can no longer capture the traces of life. The aging and fragility are eating away at the flesh bit by bit; the hands and feet are placed awkwardly. On the wheelchair, I had a weird posture, but I couldn't feel any vitality.
He just sat quietly in his wheelchair, admiring the sunshine on the horizon, motionless, as if time stayed in that ray of sunshine forever.
This is a small balcony in the corner of the rehabilitation center floor. You can see the mountains and coastline not far away. You can bathe in the sunshine and blow the breeze. In addition, you can secretly smoke a cigarette and enjoy a moment of leisure.
Ryan always likes to hide here, escape from rehabilitation, escape from caregivers, escape from life, sit here quietly, watch the sunrise and sunset, pretend that nothing has happened, never suffered from ALS, never Facing the cruel current situation of ALS, he has never been sentenced to death by a doctor. He is like a living dead waiting for death. His life is forever fixed in those beautiful memories.
Gently, Jonathan let out a breath. It has been two years since Ryan was diagnosed. Two years have passed, but it seems like two centuries have passed. This is true for Ryan, and it is also true for him.
To make matters worse, the San Francisco 49ers' performance has never improved. They are floating in the bottomless abyss, with no hope. He is a loyal fan, and Ryan is an even fanatical fan——
The San Francisco 49ers are everything in Ryan's life, and he has devoted countless efforts to it. The team's poor performance seems to have cut off the last hope, so much so that Ryan is no longer willing to work hard even for rehabilitation, and his enthusiasm is waning, as if He gave up his belief in survival and fell into a whirlpool of self-destruction.
After the start of the season, the San Francisco 49ers' performance finally improved, but Jonathan began to worry about gains and losses. He hopes that the team's excellent performance can reawaken Ryan's desire for survival; on the other hand, he is worried that the team's recovery will just be a meteor sliding across the sky. After the performance falls into the trough again, it will become a double blow. The ground cut off Ryan's lifeline.
So, he began to alienate, he began to ridicule, he began to get angry, and he began to stay out of the matter.
He knew that this was unfair to Lu Ke; but it was also unfair to Ryan.
Until now, Jonathan can finally be sure, the hope of the team, and the hope of Ryan.
Carefully, Jonathan came to Ryan's side, placed the jersey on Ryan's knees, and slowly squatted down, "Hey, Ryan, do you know? Our team has now become a dark horse in the league. Not only are we going five wins and one loss, and last week we defeated the Detroit Lions who were going undefeated on the season, but we're also getting our core quarterback for the next decade."
"How about it, are you interested in learning more about it?" Jonathan murmured in a low voice, but saw a faint light slowly appear in Ryan's eyes.
