Chapter 503: 502 Extraordinary Journey Chapter 503: 502 Extraordinary Journey “Hey, I don’t mind you calling a rookie.”
With just one sentence, Li Wei once again set the U.S.
Bank Stadium ablaze with enthusiasm.
Not only Kansas City Chiefs fans, but neutral fans and quite a few Philadelphia Eagles supporters burst into laughter as well.
At this mont, looking back, the rather mocking nickna “rookie” had a different flavor—
The rookie who knew nothing about football and didn’t even know who Brady was had now led his team to the top of the Super Bowl and been crowned MVP.
So, Li Wei didn’t mind.
He openly embraced the nickna.
The host tasted the joke in Li Wei’s words, and the corners of his mouth turned upward with a smile, “Really?
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Even so, you’re still willing to be called a rookie?”
The host gestured with his right hand, up and down—
Li Wei was dressed in the Kansas City Chiefs’ Super Bowl Champion jersey prepared in advance for him, donning a Chiefs’ Super Bowl Champion cap, and holding the Vince Lombardi Trophy.
Li Wei shrugged lightly, his face full of acceptance, “Hey, I’m just a freshman.” At least literally, he was indeed still a rookie.
Haha, hahaha.
The whole place burst into laughter.
The host’s smile was now fully lifted, “Well then, how do you feel?
How does a league freshman standing on the ultimate stage of the Super Bowl feel right now?”
“No matter what, soone has to reach the top, so why can’t it be us?” Li Wei returned the question with a curious baby’s expression.
Ahh ahh ahh!
Roar roar roar!
Laughter again, raucous cheering, U.S.
Bank Stadium was anything but quiet, and what was typically a dull championship award ceremony transford into a party.
The host couldn’t help it and chuckled out loud, his face alight with joy, waving his hands, “Sorry, my bad.
Let rephrase the question.
After such a dramatic and epic battle, how does it feel to be holding the Vince Lombardi Trophy?”
Li Wei was about to speak, but his words paused on his tongue.
Taking a deep breath and composing himself, Li Wei put the smile back on his face.
“It’s been a season filled with difficulties and challenges.”
“Not just for us, but for Kansas City as well.
No one believed we could make it to the end, and more than once, we doubted ourselves.”
“So, we indeed lacked confidence, that’s the truth.
It’s not false modesty nor a smoke bomb.”
“But we still had the belief, we continued to fight, we persisted, we persevered.”
“More than once, we found ourselves in dire straits; anything could happen in the ga.
We could lose, the opponents could win, and our season-long efforts could collapse at any mont, but we never gave up.
The only thing we could do was to keep fighting until the very end of the ga.”
“The ga isn’t over until it’s over.”
“That’s the Chiefs, that’s Kansas City.”
From the sixth week of the regular season’s miraculous last-minute victory over the Pittsburgh Steelers to a long dive into a six-ga losing streak, even standing on the brink of missing the playoffs, the young Kansas City Chiefs stumbled and bumbled their way through the season, facing the threat of an early end more than once.
Sa for tonight’s Super Bowl; fierce, tense, deadlocked, from the first second to the last, a roller coaster of emotions, with the Philadelphia Eagles nearly laying one hand on the Vince Lombardi Trophy as the Chiefs seed about to swallow the bitter pill of not being tough enough at critical monts.
However.
This Kansas City Chiefs team ultimately rewrote the ending.
Once.
And again.
And yet another ti.
Exactly such a journey made this very mont even more magnificent and stirring.
The entire U.S.
Bank Stadium was quiet, with only Li Wei’s voice echoing, but the blood and passion boiled within everyone’s body.
“We don’t have confidence, but we have belief.”
“We believe that we can overco difficulties, we believe that we can get through tough tis, we believe that at the end of endless darkness there is always a glimr of dawn, we believe that no matter where we stand, no matter where we are, the Chieftains always stand united, undivided in heart, fighting side by side.”
“When we stand on the field facing desperation, we are not fighting alone.”
“So, we will win.”
The gaze, sweeping across the stadium.
Saw Smith, saw Berry, and saw Revis.
This was just the tip of the iceberg, looking out there was a roaring tide of red waves and countless sparks in the vast world outside the stadium, burning fiercely in a prairie fire manner.
It wasn’t until now that Provo finally understood the aning of Li Wei’s words:
We don’t have confidence, but we will win.
It was a kind of faith, a kind of determination.
Involuntarily, Provo rembered the first ti he saw Li Wei at the Old Oak Tavern, that seemingly frail figure that looked like it couldn’t withstand a strong wind, yet stood before him with unwavering belief, head held high and chest out.
The story began at that mont.
Perhaps, Li Wei was the superhero who led Kansas City out of the long slump and endless darkness; perhaps not, but it didn’t matter, because Li Wei had reignited hope, made them believe in dreams, believe in dawn, and believe once again that there were limitless possibilities ahead in life.
Kansas City truly had been waiting for this day for far too long.
Provo thought of West, thought of Anderson, thought of the buddies at the Old Oak Tavern.
Everyone had their own difficulties and setbacks, everyone’s life faced challenges to different extents, everyone struggled, the Kansas Chieftains and the Old Oak Tavern were their only respite in the midst of the long darkness.
They, too, must be raising their heads to watch this mont right now.
Thinking this, Provo unconsciously squared his shoulders and straightened his spine, a surge of hot blood swelled in his chest, and a wave of energy pulsed from deep within his soul.
“We are the Chieftains, we refuse to surrender, we refuse to compromise, we refuse to give up, we will fight, no matter the difficulty, no matter the desperation, to the very end.”
“So, we are—”
Suddenly, Li Wei once again raised the Vince Lombardi Trophy high.
In that instant, the surging emotions burst forth from Anderson’s throat, losing his composure in a rare mont, releasing his feelings in a fervent and passionate roar that exploded in the quiet Old Oak Tavern.
“Champions!”
Everyone in the tavern turned their eyes towards Anderson, their eyes filled with surprise and astonishnt, but before they had ti to think, they were caught up in the storm.
Clearly, Anderson was not the only one.
Fans of the Kansas City Chiefs at U.S.
Bank Stadium responded to Li Wei’s call with all their might, erupting with a thunderous intensity.
“Champions!”
And like a mushroom cloud, it swept across the North Arican continent, not just Kansas City Chiefs fans, but every football fan who loved the ga, who followed the ga, and who was mad for football, felt this mont of frenzy and passion with their own hearts.
Again and again, as if like a tsunami.
“Champions!”
“We are the champions!”
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