Drop the ball! Transition of possession!
The accident happened again!
After the Atlanta Falcons offensive team came on the stage again, they showed a determination to succeed or die. Although they faced the tough defense of the San Francisco 49ers, they still opened up the situation through ground offense and completed many wonderful advances; but in Amidst the pressing pressure, they finally made mistakes.
It's not just Matt Ryan's dropped ball. The tightness of the offensive line is the first step. The contraction of the second-line defense is the second step. The running route of the receiving player is clamped. It is the third step. Because of this, the kickoff After that, Ryan's attention was always on the observation directly in front, and he made a mistake in his hand movements, causing the ball to drop.
Airtight, breathless.
This is the best way to describe the 49ers defensive team. Ryan stood there with his hands on his waist, looking a little dull. He paused for a moment before leaving the field.
The crisis is continuing to spread bit by bit, and the Falcons are losing their advantage bit by bit. The outcome of the game has not yet been decided, but the initiative is once again in the hands of the home team.
There were only 59 seconds left in the third quarter. After the San Francisco 49ers offensive team came on the scene again, they stood on the 37-yard line in their own half, preparing to launch another scoring offensive.
This also means that if the ball had not dropped, the Atlanta Falcons offensive team would have just reached the thirty-five-yard line - the ball dropped two yards behind the line of scrimmage, and Aldon was unable to continue to attack; For the offensive team, they only need to advance a little further and they can enter the free kick area.
The second seed in the National League, with nine consecutive wins at the start of the 2012 season, the Atlanta Falcons are definitely not a loser. Even though the San Francisco 49ers have completely improved their status, the confrontation between the two sides is still on thin ice, and every offense and defense is full of suspense. Facts have proven this: everyone can make mistakes.
Off the court, Ryan has recovered and is gathering his teammates on the offensive team to quickly boost their morale, hoping to have another showdown in the fourth quarter. "We did not lose the game!"
On the court, Lu Ke concentrated all his attention and was mobilizing his offensive teammates to find room for continued advancement amid the desperate defense of the visiting team.
Stumbling along the way, from the third quarter to the fourth quarter, Lu Ke spent a lot of effort, using a combination of passing and running the ball. He exhausted all his skills and saved at least three third-speed transitions. crisis, but standing above the fifteen-yard line in the opponent's half, a mistake was made after all, resulting in a strikeout.
Since the recovery of the game in the second quarter, the San Francisco 49ers have scored touchdowns in four consecutive waves of offense. After all, they have not been able to complete such a feat for the fifth time in a row. Facing a situation of seven yards on fourth gear, Hubble did not take risks again, because Now the score difference is too close, only one point. They can use a free kick to widen the score gap, forcing the Atlanta Falcons to score a touchdown, and thus gain more initiative for themselves.
So, the offensive team went out and the special teams team came on.
It was a thirty-two yard free kick attempt.
Although the free kick was not far away, Akens still prepared conscientiously, completing all the preparatory work according to his usual habit, and then waited for the referee's whistle before starting to sprint, kicking the ball, and then You can see the football flipping up and down quickly in the breeze and flying towards the goal.
The moment he touched the ball, Akins realized that the force exerting part was slightly inaccurate and the arc was a little to the left. His body couldn't help but tilt a little to the right, as if such an action could change the arc of the rugby ball. The twist came back a little normal, and his fists couldn't help but shrink slightly.
Rotate. Rotate.
The football rushed towards the left goal post, and finally hit the top of the goal post accurately, making a dull sound, "Bang!"
Immediately afterwards, the flight trajectory of the football was changed. Under the gaze of 70,000 spectators, the football rushed towards the stands at a faster speed without entering the goal frame. The two goal referees signaled a free kick. Missed penalty. Hitting the door frame, such a small probability event happened without warning.
All the fans in the audience hugged their heads, feeling that their hearts had stopped beating, and sighed in disbelief, "Ah!"
A thirty-two-yard free kick is almost equivalent to an extra point kick. For Akins, he can hit a hundred kicks in normal training and practice a hundred times. It can be said that he is looking for something, but he did not expect that, In today's crucial National League final, Akins missed the kick.
goalposts.
Is this a lack of luck or a mistake?
After the Atlanta Falcons offense had two accidents in a row, the San Francisco 49ers offense also had an accident. The intensity of this game was showing in another way, and even the spectators could feel it on the surface of their skin. A tight wave of heat is rolling in.
Akens stood on the court, the back of the No. 2 jersey looking a little lonely. He raised his head and glanced at the vast sea of red. His mixed emotions were completely indescribable. If they lose the game because of this free kick; if they fall to the National League finals for the second consecutive year because of this mistake... then what should he do?
It's not a difficult free kick.
Akens turned around and subconsciously walked off the court. His lonely and dazed figure seemed likely to be swallowed up by the huge red wave in the audience at any time.
The score remained at "28:27". The Atlanta Falcons offensive team came on again. After successfully escaping, they now have a chance of survival again. There are still thirteen seconds and twenty-three seconds left in the fourth quarter. Hope is still there. It is not extinguished, and the outcome is still unpredictable.
Lu Ke is flipping through the tactical manual, and the mistake of the free kick will not shake his belief: in the next wave of offense, touchdown is still the pursuit of the offensive team, and they will still go all out! Only taking the initiative is the best way to take victory in the game!
Then, out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed Arkens sitting next to him. He took off his helmet and leaned on the back of the chair in despair. He seemed to be in a trance. Lu Ke couldn't help but raise his head and cast his gaze. He thought about it again in his mind. Reminds me of the scene after losing in the National League finals last year——
Akins missed a free kick; Justin missed the last defense. The two veterans just stood there lonely and confused, at a loss because they themselves didn't know if there would be another season, and even if there was, whether they would be able to hit the Super Bowl again.
It's such a rare opportunity to advance to the NFC Finals two years in a row, but Akens did it again. Maybe, this is really the last time.
Lu Ke temporarily put down the tactical manual and handed the kettle next to Akins.
Akens didn't react at first and was slightly stunned. Then he noticed Lu Ke's movements. He shook his head and squeezed out a smile, "I'm not thirsty."
Lu Ke did not force him. He took back the kettle and said with a smile, "David, I bet you that we can enter the Super Bowl. Do you believe it?"
Akens looked at Lu Ke with confusion on his face, not understanding what this sentence meant. Lu Ke did not explain it in depth, but just said again, "If I win and we enter the Super Bowl, then you will accompany Lu Ke." G and Sawyer spend a summer practicing passing and catching; if I lose, then you stay with us for another season."
Luke and Sawyer, Akens' two sons, both like Lu Ke very much. They often come to the training base to watch Lu Ke train.
Among them, the eldest son Luke was very proud because his name sounded the same as Lu Ke. On Thanksgiving this year, Luke specially made a thank-you card for Lu Ke, thanking Lu Ke for helping his father realize his dream of hitting the Super Bowl again, because his father may never be able to run again next year.
At this moment, Luke and Sawyer were watching the game from the stands.
Akens immediately understood the meaning of Lu Ke's words. His expression was still a little depressed, but the smile deep in his eyes could not help but slowly spread, and he cheered up bit by bit, "Why does the bet sound different?" It’s so right, I’m the one who’s going to suffer all the time?”
"Because I firmly believe that I can win the bet, and you will definitely lose." Lu Ke said with a smile.
After that, Lu Ke didn't say anything more. He just patted Arkens on the shoulder, then withdrew his attention and started reading the tactical manual again.
Akens looked at Lu Ke quietly and said nothing, but the weight on his shoulders was slowly relaxing. The game is not over yet, nor is the victory or defeat, right?
During the conversation, Candlestick Stadium once again sounded thunderous cheers. Looking up, you can see that Justin Smith and Patrick Willis were high-fiving in celebration, while Matt Ryan fell to the ground in embarrassment, which meant that San Francisco 49 The man once again struck out by sacking the quarterback and did not give the Atlanta Falcons a chance to score.
Then Lu Ke's voice came to Akens' ears, "It's our turn to play." Those understated words were full of belief in victory!
Special teams from both sides appeared.
This time, it was Marcus Lynch who returned the punt for the San Francisco 49ers.
The Falcons' special team began to punt, and Marcus kept adjusting his steps. After catching the football near his own thirty-yard line, he took advantage of the situation and launched a counterattack. His running did not rush to speed up, but slightly After adjusting his center of gravity and passing the first opponent's player who rushed over, he launched a counterattack!
The forty yard line! Forty-five yard line! Center line!
Under the cover of his teammates, Marcus' return attack was unstoppable. After crossing the half court, he continued to push forward. However, the Falcons' special team began to sweep over in a bustling manner, like catching a tide, sweeping Marcus away. All routes of advancement and escape were blocked.
Thirty-eight yard line!
Marcus went out of bounds at the 38-yard line in the opponent's half!
