He took a deep breath and took another deep breath, but Lu Ke's emotions were still like a wild horse, completely out of control.
In the past few weeks, Lu Ke has been carrying pressure, and he has been trying to relieve the pressure. But after all, he is only a young man under the age of 23 and a second-year quarterback. After all, he is still Lacking enough experience, he carefully leads by example, hoping to lead the team to victory unswervingly.
However, today everything exploded like this, as if after the spring was compressed to the extreme, the reaction force was released with overwhelming force.
"Randy Moss! Logan Newman! Michael Crabtree! Vernon Davis! Do you remember what happened in the game two weeks ago? Do you still remember that golden ocean? Do you still remember Do you remember how we got to where we are today? Do you still remember how the nine people supported us?"
“Think back, we were playing with Ryan Baldwin! Think back, that wasn’t that long ago, that was just two weeks ago, and if you’ve forgotten by now, let me remind you! It wasn’t that long ago. , we are showing the unprecedented unity of this team! We are showing the spirit of this team based on the league, and we are reawakening the enthusiasm and pride of this city!"
"And what are you doing now? What the hell have you done! You are destroying all of this with your own hands! Jesus Christ, you are destroying all faith and spirit!"
"Fuck! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! Fuck all of you! Fuck every one of you! You are just a bunch of lunatics! You are just a group of lunatics with no brains or cerebellums!"
Even now, Lu Ke still couldn't believe that everything in the locker room was happening and had already happened.
I have heard this story before in eight o'clock soap operas. After a victory, the locker room fell apart. The team seemed to be in disarray. It was only relying on the victory to barely support it. Once it started to lose, the team would also fall apart. .
At this moment, Lu Ke couldn't believe that this was actually happening in real life.
"Do you know what we mean to those fans? It's not a championship, it's not a victory, it's faith, it's faith! They admire you, they chase you, they support you, and this is your reward? Ridiculing your teammates for poor performance due to mistakes? That's stupid!"
"Do you know what we mean to those reporters? Not heroes, not miracles, but gimmicks, but topics that create sales. Those praises, those pursuits, just make you dizzy? What about the Super Bowl? What if You won the Super Bowl, are you going to fight the entire league?"
"Are you very proud now? Your performance is better than that of the defensive team. Is this worth being proud of?"
"Randy Moss, tell me why the New England Patriots didn't win the Super Bowl in 2007? Tell me the hell! Why?"
"What do you want? Huh? After retiring for a year, you come back again. I thought you wanted the Super Bowl. Am I wrong? Do you just want to show off your power in front of the cornerback? You just want Prove that you can still catch the ball and still score touchdowns? Then what? Huh? What next? Then let the doubters continue to criticize you and never win the Super Bowl!"
“You know why you can’t win a Super Bowl?”
"It's because of today! You are always fighting against others, opponents, media, coaches, and teammates. You are always living in your own world."
"You look down on me, I know, but I also look down on you, a wide receiver who doesn't even know how to cherish his own teammates. Even if all your statistics exceed Jerry Rice, you are still not as good as him! It's not because you don't have Super Bowl, but because you never know the true meaning of football! Because you never know how to respect your teammates!"
Moss's eyes were completely red. He wanted to kill Lu Ke. He wanted to tear Lu Ke into countless pieces with his hands. He was already furious, but why did his steps stop like this?
Moss didn't know it himself. He subconsciously turned his head and looked at his teammates and teammates on the offensive team, but there was no familiar shadow in those eyes. This is him, keeping a distance from everyone, trying hard to maintain the relationship as a working partner, but refusing to go further.
Even this season, Moss finally accepted Lu Ke's opinion and began to slowly integrate into the team's tactical system; even just in the locker room, Moss fought side by side with his offensive teammates and launched an "attack"... However, he is still not friends with them. He never seemed to be anyone's friend.
teammate?
Isn’t teammate a beautiful way of saying work partner and interest relationship?
But today, Moss was not sure anymore. He just froze in place, his anger calming down little by little. Suddenly, he became less interested, and the Minnesota Vikings appeared in his mind for no reason. The home fans booed loudly. They showed no mercy in the face of their former heroes and former stars.
Now, staring silently at the furious Lu Ke in front of him, Moss just fell down. He didn't even dare to look directly into Lu Ke's bright and clear eyes, for fear of revealing his cowardice.
"Did we rely on the offensive team to win today's game? Yes!"
"Then, you'd better remember this moment today. In all the remaining games of the season, you'd better be able to cheer up, maintain 100% condition, rely entirely on offense to win all games, and don't make any mistakes. Don’t make any mistakes, let alone any ups and downs, otherwise, when the day of failure comes, you don’t need the defense team to say anything, you can drown yourselves by urinating on your own!”
"Grass!"
"Then let's see when the time comes. Are they the reporters standing around to comfort you, or the teammates you just put on the opposite side in the locker room!"
Heartily, Lu Ke vented all his emotions. He was out of breath, but his anger finally calmed down. Then, Lu Ke didn't pay attention to the players' reactions at all. He didn't care. , not wanting to care, turned around and sat heavily on the seat in the first row.
While panting, my forehead began to hurt.
Now, what should we do? Not only the offensive team, but also the defensive team. How should the atmosphere in the locker room be handled? How should we face the next game? Is it okay to just bite the bullet and catch the duck on the shelf? Can they win? Or maybe they can't even play together calmly, let alone win?
For such a difficult question, Lu Ke didn't know who to ask, and he couldn't find the correct answer.
Maybe, there is no right answer at all.
Lu Ke never knew that winning could be a problem.
At this moment, you could faintly feel two figures approaching. One person sat down on Lu Ke's right hand side, and the other person sat down on the outer seat opposite the aisle.
Lu Ke ignored it and closed his eyes instead, pretending not to notice the two people at all.
Logan and Marcus exchanged glances across the corridor. Logan was scratching his head and was at a loss, hoping that Marcus would speak first, but Marcus spread his hands, pursed his lips, and signaled Lu Ke, and then Mouthed, "Volcano."
Logan scratched his head in frustration, he finally realized the problem now.
In the locker room just now, I was so excited that I forgot about everything. I just focused on showing off to him. I was even complacent that Lu Ke was on his side, but he accidentally broke through. The bottom line is that it breaks the balance between teammates. This is no longer a problem that can be solved with a "joke".
Carefully, Logan patted Lu Ke's shoulder, but Lu Ke still didn't respond. Logan could only bump Lu Ke's shoulder with his own, and then deliberately blew hot air into Lu Ke's ear.
Seeing Lu Ke opening his eyes and looking over angrily, his anger seemed to be about to burst out again, but Logan took a step ahead and made an expression like a golden retriever sticking out his tongue to please his master, blinking at Lu Ke, " Sorry, Bambi, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to do it..."
But then Logan realized that his excuse sounded like sophistry anyway, and he immediately put an emergency brake on, "I know, we were impulsive and we were reckless. I'm sorry, really, Bambi, really really." I'm really sorry."
Looking at Logan, Lu Ke felt that his anger was stuck in his chest, but he still could not vent it out. Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and take another deep breath, "Logan, we are facing too many difficulties now. I need your help, not your troubles. In the entire team, there are still a few people who support me unconditionally." Where is this?"
Logan truly realized that he had made a mistake, and he did not dare to argue, so he sincerely acted like he was listening. After knowing each other for so many years, Logan also knew that Lu Ke had a temper, and correcting his attitude was the most important thing now. .
Sure enough, Lu Ke didn't continue to ramble after all. In fact, everyone knows the truth, and Lu Ke does not necessarily need to repeat it. What he needs to do is to sound the alarm at the critical moment, and that is enough.
What's more, Lu Ke still needs the help of Logan and Marcus.
"Now I'll give you, and you, a chance." Lu Ke's eyes fell on Logan and Marcus respectively, "I need your help with something. Have you seen that guy?"
Randy Moss.
"Now we need to play the red-faced and white-faced game. I just finished getting angry, whether he listened to it or not, but he needs a step, and a buffer period, you two, and then call...Ted, Talk to him, go to the bar if you need to. He needs friends."
Lu Ke now finally realizes that as a leader, sometimes he needs to complete some things by himself, but there are some things that he is not suitable for.
