"After the start of the second quarter, the New York Giants struck out again. Immediately afterwards, the San Francisco 49ers offense began to speed up without warning. The high-frequency short passing offense completely disrupted the New York Giants' defensive rhythm. Now they seem to be coping. But before they had time to react, the 49ers offense had successfully entered the red zone and challenged for another touchdown."
"Currently, Lu Ke's passing performance is 12 out of 14, and his passing performance is very good; in terms of running the ball, the three running backs took turns and jointly contributed 49 yards. Now it is only the first half of the second quarter. . There is no doubt that the entire offensive team is now on full fire, and the momentum of advancement is simply unstoppable. It seems that the game has entered the rhythm of San Francisco."
"Tee off again!"
"Crabtree on the left broke through in a straight line, Vernon on the left rushed back and then retreated; Gene on the right cut across the inside, and Logan on the right rushed forward and left out. Typical 49ers, shotgun The dazzling running route in the gun formation only needs a window, and it may become a passing route for Lu Ke to break through."
"Lynch! It's Lynch! Familiar slot running route, familiar running back receiving strategy, familiar short passing area to create mismatch gaps, Lu Ke passed the ball! Wait, it's not Lynch! It's Gene !Ted Jean! At the moment of taking action, Lu Ke used the control of his wrist to choose Jean who was standing on the same vertical axis as Lynch but deeper!"
"Ted Jean! Jean jumped high and tried to catch the ball!"
"Oh, the impact! This impact is so fierce! God, it's terrible, this is simply terrible! Derek Martin grabbed Gene's legs and hit him from right to left; Allen Ross (Aaron-Ross) grabbed Gene's upper body and hit him from left to right. The powerful collision of two different forces made Gene's helmet fly out, God!"
"The player fell to the ground and the game was interrupted."
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High in the sky, the football flew high, slid across the sky, and then quickly fell towards Gene's position. But the next second, Lu Ke's expression changed color, and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, just Subconsciously, he rushed forward quickly and pushed aside a group of bustling players next to him.
The entire Candlestick Stadium was enveloped in a buzzing noise. All the fans stood up and watched the situation on the field nervously and worriedly. The suppressed sound was breeding fear and annoyance bit by bit. It makes you breathless and your heart almost stops beating.
The end zone has become the hardest hit area. Almost all the players are standing in this small area. The two players who have just caused such an unexpected event, Martin and Rose, are standing next to them nervously, with anxious eyes. He kept apologizing, "Sorry, sorry, sorry...Is he okay?"
But their apology didn't work at all. Crabtree rushed over, pushed Ross away, and started a confrontation with curses, "Are you fucking kidding me? Damn it! On purpose! You did it on purpose!" You bastards! You are murderers! You are a group of cruel murderers!"
Players from both teams began to step forward to break up the fight, but under the impulse, more and more swear words were used. Not only did the situation fail to be brought under control, but a greater conflict was brewing, and the scene began to change. It became noisy, integrated with the undercurrent of the atmosphere in the stadium, and seemed to be on the verge of losing control.
Jonathan Goodwin was more experienced and quickly stepped forward. With the help of Joe Stanley and Vernon Davis, he began to disperse the crowd and control the scene, "Disperse! Everyone, disperse! We Need some fresh air!"
The shouting voice was like muffled thunder in the repression of the scene, but it was swallowed up in the noisy buzzing sound in an instant. It was so weak and so powerless. The scene became more and more depressed and anxious, and the gray clouds that filled the sky and the ground were so thick that they disappeared. If it doesn't turn on, it seems like all the light and color has disappeared.
As the captain of the offensive team, Lu Ke had no time or energy to sort out the situation at this time. Because he couldn't take his eyes away from Gene, his helmet had flown to the outside of the field, completely revealing his entire face. His head was sweating profusely and his lips were pale. Although he didn't say anything, he could still clearly feel it. The pain he was suffering.
Rugby is a sport that is closely related to injuries. Not to mention, after the game last week, Lu Ke clearly felt the potential danger of concussion. This is part of the game and part of life, not to mention, Lu Ke Being able to win opportunities to express himself in college and professional arenas is also a direct reason for the injuries of other players.
But Lu Ke had never seen such a bad impact with his own eyes.
Gene was not a big, strong guy to begin with. Lying quietly on the lawn at this time, he looked even thinner and weaker. He did not dare to move his body at all, and still maintained his landing posture to avoid any more serious injuries caused by any rash actions. Injuries, waiting for the arrival of the team doctor. That stiff posture looked extremely small and fragile.
Lu Ke tried to say something, but all the words were stuck in his throat.
"Hey, Bambi." Gene noticed Lu Ke's appearance, his eyes slanted slightly, and he showed a big smile, but then he bared his teeth, "Don't worry, the situation is not as serious as it seems, I... uh , I am maintaining the same posture now, just waiting for the arrival of the team doctor."
These words of comfort could not help, because the pain and forbearance on his face could not be concealed at all. It seemed that he was in extreme pain even when he spoke, and he had been holding back something. His struggle was shown in all aspects, making people clearly feel The seriousness of the matter.
"Ted." Lu Ke finally spoke, but his words were like squeezing out toothpaste, "Don't talk, Walter will take good care of you." His usual sharp tongue was of no use now, and he could only repeat the same sentence over and over again. , "Walter will take good care of you." But it was not convincing at all, but revealed a guilty conscience.
Gene twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was even uglier than his crying face, and then there seemed to be even more cold sweat on his forehead.
Without speaking, Jean slowly turned his eyes and searched around, but could not find the target. Lu Ke asked, "What's wrong? What are you looking for?"
"Helm. My helmet," Gene said hoarsely.
Lu Ke quickly stood up straight, glanced around quickly, found his target, and quickly trotted towards the audience stands; among the photographers sitting cross-legged on the ground, a chubby reporter picked up the guitar En's No. 19 helmet, he reached out and handed it over.
Lu Ke walked forward quickly, took the helmet, and whispered "Thank you" in a low voice. Then he heard the reporter whisper, "Bambi, come on."
A simple sentence, but it seems to have mixed feelings at this moment. It's like everyone knows that death is the end of the journey, but when the day actually comes, it's inevitable to start to fear. The same is true for injuries. Only by experiencing it personally can you understand the devastating blow that injuries can have on professional athletes.
"Thank you." Lu Ke said again, turned around, and then saw that the team doctor and the battery trailer had arrived at the end zone, and they were carefully loading Gene onto the stretcher and onto the trailer.
Lu Ke trotted forward quickly and shouted, "Wait. Wait."
Arriving at the trailer, Lu Ke placed the helmet in Gene's hand, ensuring that Gene's right hand could touch the helmet. "Man, this is your helmet." His eyes fell on Gene's face covered in cold sweat again. On his face, "Leave the rest to us."
Gene twitched the corner of his mouth, but he still couldn't smile after all. "At least, the team's first touchdown was scored by me. Ha! Ha!" Two dry laughs, but no smile at all. , and then paused for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but it got stuck in his throat, and he still didn't say it after all.
Just like this, at the urging of the team doctor, the battery trailer started up again and slowly carried Jean away from the stadium. Not just because Gene needed to get checked out as soon as possible; it was also because they couldn't delay the game.
The trailer slowly left the stadium, and the next second, Gene finally couldn't bear it anymore, covered his face with his hands, and burst into tears.
After being silent for so long, ups and downs for so long, and struggling for so long, he finally had a stage to show himself, and gave the best performance of his career, but at this moment, it stopped abruptly; it belonged to him The season that belonged to him, his rise, his glory, everything came to an abrupt end.
It took him five years to get to where he is now, standing on the stage of the National League finals, fighting to enter the Super Bowl, fighting for the most glorious shining moment of his career. However, he fell on the stage.
Now, maybe there is a future, maybe not.
But at least, in this game, he can no longer fight side by side with his brothers for the final victory; and this season, he may no longer be able to stand on the same battlefield with these young and enthusiastic teammates. His beloved stadium.
In an instant, Gene couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears.
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Taking a deep breath, taking another deep breath, his raging and boiling brain finally settled down. Lu Ke realized that he was the captain of the offensive team. He had to calm down and regroup. They still had a National League final to complete, and they still had to attack. Done, it was incredibly difficult, but he had to step up.
This is what leaders should do.
Taking a long breath and temporarily suppressing all the confusion and chaos in his heart, Lu Ke shouted, "Guys, we need to cheer up. This is just an accident, an accident that no one wants to happen."
Turning his head and looking around, his eyes fell on each of his teammates. The tragic emotion was slowly spreading. He clenched his fists and powerful energy burst out from the depths of his Dantian. "Come on! There is still a touchdown waiting." We're done! Come on!" That passionate roar was like a heavy punch, breaking down the depression.
Twenty-five seconds later, the entire Candlestick Stadium was boiling——
"Touchdown! Touchdown! The San Francisco 49ers scored another touchdown!"
