On December 19th, less than a week before Christmas, the entire North American continent is decorated with colors of red, green and gold. The strong festive atmosphere makes people unable to help but indulge in it and just want to follow. Dance along to Christmas carols, relax and enjoy the biggest holiday of the year.
But for professional players, they don’t have time to spend with their families. Not to mention the 19th, there are games on the 24th even on Christmas Eve. At the same time, the Sunday night game next week will be the Christmas game. Holidays are a happy season for family reunions, but they are also a working day for professional players to compete on the field.
On the North American continent, people always joke that the "Christmas Day Game" belongs to the NBA, and the "Thanksgiving Day Game" belongs to the NFL. But this year, the NFL's official game day coincides with Christmas, so there is no need to deliberately arrange it, and there is a whole day of exciting games.
Before the Christmas game, this week's Monday Night Game also ushered in the pinnacle moment that attracted much attention across the United States!
The night game will officially start at 5:30 pm Western time and 8:30 pm Eastern time, but early in the morning, the North American continent has begun to gradually warm up, with Twitter, Facebook, photo walls and other social networks Above, you can see that overwhelming related topics are continuously flooding the screen; and the city of San Francisco has woken up early and can't wait to welcome the arrival of this peak showdown.
Raymond-Jackson is also one of them.
He's a die-hard 49er who has had the red and gold etched in his blood since he was there to witness Joe Montana's shocking "That Catch" against the Dallas Cowboys in 1981. During that year, he was only fourteen years old. In the following thirty years, his loyalty never changed.
He was also a groundskeeper. At the age of twenty-four, he became a cleaner at Candlestick Stadium, responsible for cleaning and maintaining the court every day, and preparing it in advance on game day. The greatest satisfaction of this job is that he can quietly watch every game on the spot.
In the twenty years since he started working, he has never missed a home game.
Today is no exception.
Before four o'clock in the morning, Raymond had already gotten up and started preparing for today's work in an orderly and step-by-step manner. He was looking forward to today's game and the team's ability to defeat the visiting Pittsburgh Steelers at home. He firmly believed The belief that the 49ers can return to glory has never wavered, even during the lows of the past eight years.
It was Raymond's own habit to walk into the court step by step. Before the formal work began, he liked to walk around the edge of the court and pray devoutly for a victory. Can be a blessing for the team to win the game.
But today, the feeling under my feet was a little strange.
In the dark sky, no light could be detected. In the tight darkness, there was a faint moonlight, which vaguely outlined the outline of the stadium, but the shape of the seats in the stands could not be clearly seen. I could only rely on myself. The sense of space in memory depicts the arc above Candlestick Stadium.
Although there were some abnormalities, Raymond still persisted in his superstitious little moves and refused to go back indoors before completing them, as if a little change could change the fate of today's team. However, the strange feeling became more and more obvious.
The thick water stains can be clearly felt when the footprints are deep and shallow, which seems to be the traces left after a heavy rain last night; there are cold blades floating in the air, sliding quickly across the cheeks , even though he was wrapped in a thick coat, he couldn't help but start to shiver.
Cold, biting cold.
Raymond even felt that his brain was a little stiff. He could no longer remember the last time he felt such cold weather in San Francisco. Now he could only pray that the rainstorm would end and the sun would come out after dawn. , let the temperature slowly warm up, otherwise the cooling will be more obvious in the evening game.
After circling the arena, Raymond returned indoors and turned on the lights in the arena.
"Pah! Pah!"
The bright light illuminated the entire stadium instantly, and then Raymond looked at the scene in front of him and was completely stunned.
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"Dear listeners, before I officially start today's radio program, please allow me to express some excitement: San Francisco, it's snowing!"
"Good morning, audience friends. At 12:46 last night, San Francisco ushered in a heavy snowfall. After a whole night of heavy snowfall, thick snow can now be seen on the streets. It’s the first heavy snowfall in San Francisco in thirty-five years. The whole city is shrouded in a blanket of white snow. Although the snow has decreased slightly, it still continues to blow."
"God, please forgive my gaffe, listeners, it's snowing in San Francisco! God! Are we finally going to have a white Christmas? If you haven't seen the snow yet, quickly open your curtains, Looking out the window, among the red and green decorations, we can finally see the snow falling."
San Francisco, located in southern California, has a typical maritime climate, with spring-like weather all year round, and the temperature generally remains between 15 degrees Celsius and 30 degrees Celsius.
The average temperature in winter always hovers around 10 degrees, and the coldest time is only 6 degrees. On the contrary, summer is even colder. Due to the ocean currents, the temperature difference between day and night is very sharp. In midsummer, in July, you can experience temperatures as high as 10 degrees after nightfall. The following weather. That’s why Mark Twain lamented, “The coldest winter I’ve ever experienced was the summer in San Francisco.”
Because of this, San Francisco is a city with almost no snow. In the past hundred years, it has only snowed here four times, on December 11, 1932, and January 10, 1952. Five days, January 21, 1962, February 5, 1976.
Thirty-five years have passed since the last time it snowed; if it goes even further, sixty-nine years have passed since the last time it snowed in December.
In fact, in the past two weeks, the temperature and rain in San Francisco have been disrupting the weather. The city's weather forecast has made several predictions that snowflakes may be coming, but snow has not yet been seen.
In order to welcome this snow that cannot be missed, someone on the Internet has established a website called "Is it snowing in San Francisco?" to inform people of the latest changes at any time and list the best snow viewing spots.
Today, when people open this website again, three big "Yes! Yes! Yes!" are flashing, and below there is a little snowman in Christmas clothes skating in the white world.
Pushing open the door and opening the window, people can truly see snowflakes falling from the sky, and the whole city is boiling.
In fact, the snow on the ground is only a thin layer, about one to two centimeters. A gentle sweep can reveal the original appearance of the ground, and it will quietly melt as vehicles and footsteps pass by. In the mud, only some snow can be caught on the roofs of cars and buildings.
But people don't care.
Because the sky is still filled with snowflakes the size of rice grains, covering the whole world in gray, it seems that the whole city has entered the Christmas atmosphere, transforming into a microcosm in the white halo; and because of the brick walls and walls within reach. You can find snow on the roof of the car, and then...
Then, people started having a snowball fight.
Even the middle-aged people in suits and ties couldn't help but smile on their faces, welcoming the first snowflakes in thirty-five years amid laughter and singing.
On the streets, people are running, laughing, and playing, like children, opening their hands and mouths, trying to taste the taste of snowflakes. Their childish and brilliant actions seem to have become reasonable today; United On the square, a large group of people gathered bustlingly. An independent band was playing Christmas carols, and everyone was jumping and dancing happily.
Others just strolled out wearing short-sleeved shirts or pajamas, eager to join the carnival party.
A heavy snowfall sent the entire city of San Francisco into a frenzy.
For most young people living in this city, this may be the first snow in their lives. Lu Ke is one of them.
Before immigrating, Lu Ke's hometown was in the south and it had never snowed. After immigrating, he lived in San Francisco and Los Angeles, two cities where it was impossible to snow. So, today is the first time.
When he got up early to train, Lu Ke saw the snowflakes dancing in the sky. He didn't feel it at first, so he continued jogging; but gradually, his emotions began to bloom, and in the end he couldn't hold it back anymore, and started to howl like a ghost. , as if I have returned to my childhood again, running and releasing to my heart's content.
Even if it was just a thin layer of snow, this was the first time in Lu Ke's life that he had seen real snowflakes. Just the touch of his fingertips was enough to make people cheer. Apparently, he wasn't the only one who was so excited that he couldn't help himself.
On the way to the training base, you can see children cheering and playing on the street. There is a joyful festival atmosphere in the air; and after entering the training base, you can see Logan and Marcus. Several teammates who had lived in California since they were young were having a crazy snowball fight when they saw Lu Ke and rushed over in a swarm, instantly allowing Lu Ke to enjoy what is called a heavy snowfall covering his head and face.
It wasn't until after the carnival that they finally came back to their senses. They were about to have the first snow battle of their careers?
This seems a bit over the top.
