The entire Candlestick Stadium was in a commotion.
There is no way to piece together an accurate word from the buzzing sound. It seems to be just painful moans, desperate struggles and angry vents. The focus and focal length are all scattered. Looking over, only big balls are left. The hazy halo made it impossible to capture a specific image, and it seemed that I had temporarily lost the ability to think.
Ryan Baldwin finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into the wheelchair. His legs and knees were shaking violently. His whole body looked like he had just been fished out of a hot spring. He was in such a miserable state that there was no blood at all. It was more regret than anger. Uncontrollable regret gripped my heart tightly, tightening it, and then tightening it, until I could no longer breathe.
This is the end.
The season that witnessed the re-emergence of the San Francisco 49ers came to an abrupt end. Standing on the stage of the National League Finals, fighting until the last moment, but ultimately falling short and unable to continue to move forward, those brilliance, those excitement, those Brilliant, all ended on the Candlestick Stadium. The 2011 season for the 49ers is over.
Or is this the end of their road to re-emergence?
Every football fan knows that because of the existence of the hard salary cap and the injuries caused by intense confrontation, every team will inevitably face severe pain in every offseason. After the start of the new season, it will continue to Maintaining good form last season was definitely not easy. Perhaps it is normal for a team that had ten wins in the previous season to fall to the bottom of the division the next season.
What's more, for a young team like the San Francisco 49ers, problems such as injuries, status, and locker room are all like time bombs. This game is like that. So, what about next season? Can they continue to be strong? Can they make it to the Super Bowl again?
In an instant, Ryan was also in a trance.
The blurry vision fell on the center of the field. The quarterbacks of the two teams were talking in the middle of the field. Under the intense focus of the camera, the two quarterbacks were close to each other, whispering in their ears, friendly and intimate. , after talking for a long time, they separated and each walked towards their own team camp.
The figure wearing the red jersey did not leave, but walked to every corner of the stadium.
The red figures lingered on the court reluctantly, sitting, lying, standing or walking. The confusion and pain outlined by the lines of their shoulders were looming in the bright spots, but they could not accept such a failure after all. In fact, time seems to be frozen forever at the moment of defeat.
Then, No. 14 walked up to each of his teammates, hugged them, communicated in low voices, and took the initiative to pull them up one by one. It was not just the rookie players, but also the team veterans. In the true sense, Every player, this reminded Ryan of the story Jonathan told him: the rookie quarterback who took the initiative to rally his teammates after the loss in the fourth week of the regular season.
Suddenly, the number 14 on the court turned into the number 16. Joe Montana, who created the San Francisco dynasty wearing the number 16 jersey, shouldered the weight of the entire team. Leading them forward step by step, that seemingly thin and short figure became the greatest pride in the history of San Francisco.
In the blink of an eye, No. 16 became No. 14 again. Lu Ke, who wore the red and gold jersey No. 14 and ignited the hope of San Francisco's recovery, had black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin, but red and gold blood flowed in his veins. , who persevered and never gave up, guided the time to victory and is reawakening the soul of the city of San Francisco.
Just then, the sky, which had been hazy all afternoon, suddenly cleared up.
Although this is a night game, the definition of night is based on the east coast. The game started at 3:30 in the afternoon on the west coast, and now it has just passed 7:20, with the remaining rays of the sunset. After passing through the layers of fog, the smoky blue sky was dyed into a magnificent red. Before nightfall, it instantly bloomed with a proud light, and finally filled the entire stadium with great force.
Ryan's eyes always fell on the back of No. 14. He knew that that was where the hope lay!
Looking around, the entire Candlestick Stadium was in a state of confusion and restlessness. No one left, but no one responded. The suppressed and dull restlessness was secretly surging, tightly suppressed in the chest, unable to vent or resolve. .
Ryan put his hands on the wheelchair, gritted his teeth, and stood up again unsteadily. This was not an easy task. His legs were shaking violently, and every movement consumed all his energy. The strength, pain and sorrow cannot be described in words, but Ryan did not give up.
All the muscles in his body began to tremble. Jonathan finally noticed Ryan's abnormality and tried to reach out his hands to help, but Ryan shook his head firmly and expressed his refusal. He needed to rely on his own strength to complete it——
Yes, they failed and lost the NFC finals; but they completed a 65-yard Hail Mary to tie the game at the last moment and almost regained the victory, just a hair's breadth away. , just like the zero-second buzzer beater in the tenth week of the regular season.
Although they lost the game, they were not losers.
Ryan stood up and raised his chin high. His hoarse throat could barely make a sound, but he never gave up and shouted out word by word, "We are the 49ers! We are fighters." !”
At the beginning of the season, no one thought they could rise again; before the playoffs, no one was optimistic about their future; before the last eleven seconds, no one thought they could complete a Hail Mary. But, they all achieved it!
"We are! 49ers! We are! Warriors!"
Ryan's shouts were so weak, but so firm, becoming more and more sure and hot. His eyes were firmly fixed on the figure of No. 14 on the court. As he shouted, the adrenaline was flowing again. It began to agitate, and the slightly hot eyes began to blur again, but this time it was not because of sadness or regret, but because of joy.
Because he knew that they finally found that glimmer of hope!
Jonathan Baldwin stood nearby, choking uncontrollably, his nose was sore, and tears were about to fall down, but he finally resisted and followed his brother's line of sight, and then he saw Willis hugging him. Lu Ke, the captain of the offensive team and the captain of the defensive team met again, with Akens standing next to them.
The emotions in his chest surged and boiled again.
So, Jonathan also joined Ryan, "We are! 49ers! We are! Warriors!"
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"Bambi, I'm sorry." Willis said every word, trying his best to suppress his emotions. The defensive team, after all, made a mistake. They failed to stop the opponent, or even win a chance for Lu Ke to play. At this moment, there are mixed feelings and it is difficult to explain.
Lu Ke patted Willis hard on the back, "Please, please don't be so sensational, I might not be able to bear it." He was just a rookie quarterback. Without the help and support of the team, he couldn't stand it at all. We couldn't reach this point. Although the final outcome was regrettable, everyone tried their best.
As he spoke, Lu Ke's eyes turned slightly red, but then he laughed broadly and said cheerfully, "We still have next season, we have agreed now, you will cover for us, and we How about fighting for you? Is this a good deal?"
next season.
Willis just gritted his teeth and was speechless. Then he could clearly feel the force of Lu Ke's heavy blows on his back. He seemed to be urging him to answer. Willis couldn't help but burst out laughing, "It's a good deal, then. That’s settled!”
After letting go of Willis, Lu Ke saw Akins standing next to him.
Akens didn't speak, just shook his head helplessly.
Although the extra point was scored at the last moment to equalize the score; but, who knows? Was the missed free kick the biggest regret of his career? Maybe, just like this, he will completely miss the Super Bowl championship ring. Is this his fate?
"David, do we still have a chance to cooperate? If you didn't choose to retire, I would still need you. You know, after all, I don't know many good kickers." Lu Ke's joke made Akins He laughed helplessly.
This year, Akens is thirty-eight years old. There really isn't much time left before retirement.
Akens didn't answer, just shook his head, patted Lu Ke's arm, and changed the topic, "Go over and see Aldon. The little guy has completely collapsed. He thinks it's all his fault. Don't worry, I’m fine, really, I’m fine.”
Lu Ke sighed softly and was about to take a step forward when he heard a gentle commotion echoing in the Candlestick Stadium. It was just a small sound at first, and then gradually gathered together like a trickle. Are becoming rivers and seas——
"We are! 49ers! We are! Warriors!"
"We are! 49ers! We are! Warriors!"
Looking up, the silent red ocean at Candlestick Stadium gradually began to revive. The 70,000 spectator seats were still full at this time. Everyone stood up one after another, forming an irregular wave. The powerful power of the sky was overwhelmingly rendered, and the large swaths of gorgeous sunset above the head seemed to be eclipsed. The whole world was dyed in bright red, dazzling and dazzling.
Then, a row of small figures could be seen in the line of sight, raising the flag high and starting to run around the tunnel inside the stadium. Wherever they went, the audience raised their hands one after another, creating a scene. A spectacular human wave effect surged with great momentum, and the flag fluttered in the wind and made a hunting sound.
King of the Bay Area!
