"We are the 49ers! We are fighters! We are the 49ers! We are fighters!"
Jonathan Baldwin stood up, straightened his waist proudly, stood tall and straight, waved his hands vigorously, and roared with all his strength. Even though his voice had begun to become hoarse, he still forgot about it. He shouted regardless.
The light rain in San Francisco seems to have stopped, and the gray sky is clearing up little by little. There is no sunlight yet, only a faint hint of azure can be caught, and there is a touch of water vapor and chill floating in the air. It penetrated everywhere, and the gentle breeze couldn't help but be mixed with a hint of the cold winter.
But this cannot affect the enthusiasm and madness of Candlestick Stadium.
As they shouted, Jonathan's eyes started to heat up slightly. Even if they stood on the edge of the cliff, even if they faced desperate moments, they never gave up hope. That unwavering faith had taken root in their souls and blossomed. A golden sunflower always follows the footsteps of the sun.
Jonathan is not the only one. When he turns his head, he can see his younger brother, Ryan Baldwin, fighting side by side.
Ryan's legs were trembling slightly. Standing for a long time and supporting him had almost consumed all his energy, but Ryan did not give up, let alone be timid. He stood firmly and stubbornly, roaring at the top of his lungs, his soul The surging vitality can be clearly felt deep down.
Yes, they are the 49ers! Yes, they are warriors! Yes, they refused to surrender! Life doesn't stop, the fight doesn't stop!
Ryan's cheeks turned abnormally red, but his eyes burst out with unprecedented vitality. The familiar "Ryan Baldwin" woke up again. At this moment, he was shouting loudly, competing with other players at Candlestick Stadium. Seventy thousand players formed a mighty red ocean, forgetting everything and concentrating on releasing their inner passion.
One sound, another sound!
That majestic sea of red and even the smoky blue sky that had just cleared became eclipsed, as if the light of the entire world was condensed on the Candlestick Stadium.
…
The noisy and sensational sound was running wildly in the blood. Lu Ke raised his head and glanced at the numbers on the big screen:
"17:24", "00:23".
The former is the score and the latter is the time.
In the punt just now, the New York Giants special team kicked the football high and far. After the San Francisco 49ers special team completed the ball, they immediately chose to catch the ball safely, but it still took three seconds.
Twenty-three seconds, sixteen yards from their side, this is their current situation. By the way, they don't have timeouts anymore.
Withdrawing his gaze, Lu Ke looked around for a week, and his firm and sharp eyes fell on the members of the attack team in front of him one by one. The nervousness that was almost suffocating gripped his heart tightly, making him almost unable to breathe.
"No one believed we could win the game. I could even hear the commentators' words, twenty-three seconds, no timeout, what can we do? Nothing can be done. That No. 14 standing on the court, Even if he performs well this season, so what? He's not Aaron Rodgers, and he can't turn the tide. Not to mention, their offense has changed beyond recognition."
"This season, their performance has been exciting enough. Being able to reach the National League finals is the best reward. They lost today's game, but they won the future. Eli Manning still performed that way after all. A better quarterback, let's give the 49ers a round of applause."
Lu Ke was not wearing a helmet at this time. His short black hair was wet and stuck to his head. His head was covered with sweat and his face was pale. He seemed not threatening at all, but the gaze of his eyes was so sharp. , so determined, bursting out an incredible energy, firmly locking every teammate around him.
"Dog/shit! These are dogs/shit! Get them all out of here!"
Lu Ke cursed fiercely, his gnashing teeth expression, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, and a burst of iron-blooded violence and toughness burst out from his bones. His entire attack power was released instantly, making people see the "Bloody Bambi" again. "The fierceness.
"I said! The game is not over yet! Twenty-three seconds, we now have twenty-three seconds, this is enough! Until these twenty-three seconds of game time are up, nothing has been finalized! I am at this moment I still believe that victory belongs to us, I believe it unswervingly.”
"Yes, Ted and Michael have been injured and off the field; yes, Anthony can no longer provide protection; yes, our offensive team is no longer what it used to be. Before today, I had never even spoken to Brett! However, I refused to give up and surrender. I fought all the way here and stood on this stage. I am not willing to lose the game like this! When I came to the National League finals, I did not come for the runner-up! The championship is ours. Target!"
"Only cowards would choose to give up and surrender, but what about us? We are..."
Suddenly, Lu Ke's voice was cut off, and the overwhelming shouts in the Candlestick Stadium were cut in at the right time. The shouts of 70,000 fans, the cheers of 70,000 fans, and the voices of 70,000 players, firmly tightened. They formed a rope that tied the power of the entire city, the entire Bay Area, and the entire land together, and stood unswervingly behind them.
"We are! 49ers! We are! Warriors!"
One sound, another sound; one wave, another wave. The blood gradually began to boil, the eyes gradually began to become firm, the muscles gradually began to tighten, and the rough wolf nature began to awaken, and you could even smell the faint smell of blood floating in the air.
Lu Ke clenched his fist heavily and shouted, "We are!"
"49ers!" All the players shouted in unison.
Lu Ke clenched his hands into fists and raised his voice to a higher level again, "We are!"
"Warrior!" All the players roared like wolves, with veins popping out.
"We are the 49ers! We are warriors! We are champions! So now, let us win our own victory!" Lu Ke put his right fist in the center, and then smashed his fists down one after another. He once again glanced at his comrades fighting side by side one by one, "Count to three and shout together, victory!"
"one two three!"
"victory!"
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The San Francisco 49ers offense quickly completed their formation. With 23 seconds and no timeouts, they had no choice but to challenge the long pass, which was their only hope. They know this, and their opponents also know this. Therefore, there is no secret in tactics. It all depends on how the quarterback chooses and controls, how to layout and game at critical moments.
"Friends, spectators, friends, this National League finals has come to the final moment. The San Francisco 49ers have players in their hands. There are only twenty-three seconds left in the game, and the team will start the offense above its own sixteen-yard line. "In the studio, Teddy once again took over the threading work, giving simple explanations as quickly as possible before the final battle.
"This season, the 49ers' rookie quarterback Lu Ke has shown people his powerful long-distance passing ability many times, and he still has the ability to kill with one hit at critical moments. But the current starting position of the offense is really bad. Even if he wants to try Hail-Mary, he still needs to keep pushing for a certain distance. Troy, Kirk, what do you think?" Even after seeing countless big scenes, Teddy couldn't help but sweat, He turned to look at his two commentary partners.
Hail Mary, this is a Catholic prayer, and it has special meaning when placed on the NFL field.
This term first originated in the college arena in 1922, from the University of Notre Dame, a traditional football team. This is a Catholic school. Hail Mary was originally their prayer and was widely circulated in the game; but it has always been It was not widely spread until 1975.
At that time, during the game between the Dallas Cowboys and the Minnesota Vikings, Cowboys quarterback Roger Staubach completed a long pass during the countdown of the game. He was also a The devout Roman Catholic said in a post-match interview that at the moment of passing the ball, he was silently looking forward to a "Hail Mary."
After that, "Hail Mary" was given a unique meaning, specifically referring to the long pass that the quarterback desperately aimed at the opponent's end zone in the countdown at the last moment of the game, which meant that the pass required the blessing of the gods to complete. ball.
Generally speaking, only long passes of more than 40 yards, and long passes aimed at the end zone to challenge for touchdowns, can be called "Hail Marys." Even in NFL-level games, this is very rare; As for the success rate, it is even lower. It may not be possible for a "Hail Mary" to succeed even once in a season.
The reason is simple. The "Hail Mary" is a last-ditch attempt with no choice during the countdown period, aiming directly at the end zone. This means that the defensive team can easily complete the defense, create an absolute numerical advantage, and easily cut off all opponents. With their receiving routes and even interceptions, they can have the absolute upper hand.
According to the rules of the game, the quarterback cannot pass the ball after crossing the line of scrimmage and has only one opportunity to pass forward.
The San Francisco 49ers' kickoff line is now above the sixteen-yard line. Even if Lu Ke wants to try a Hail Mary, the distance is too far. They must push forward, at least 40 yards past their own side. Hail Mary's Only by trying can it be possible.
Troy Aikman and Kirk Charleston exchanged glances and chuckled.
Kirk was the first to express his opinion, "I don't think the New York Giants will leave any room to try. In the next defense, they should further press, reduce Lu Ke's passing space, and reduce the difficulty of their own defense."
Aikman nodded in agreement, "At the same time, I don't think the San Francisco 49ers will take the risk, not because of Lu Ke, but because of the receivers. There is still some gap in the performance of Swain and Williams, and once Choosing Newman or Davis, Hail Mary is already difficult, and the passing target is exposed, then it will be a disaster."
Teddy pondered for a moment, "Then let's wait and see how the last twenty-three seconds go."
