Chapter 504: 503 Special Guest Chapter 504: 503 Special Guest Even standing in the player’s tunnel, one could vividly feel the surging waves of heat from the entire stadium.
The discussions, the excitent, the energy bursting forth from dancing hands and feet silently diffused through the air, turning the entire city of Minneapolis into a playground where everyone reverted to childhood, becoming kids again and enjoying those simple, pure monts of happiness.
Stephen Curry was no stranger to this feeling.
The sharp mory of the Golden State Warriors winning their second NBA championship last season was still fresh in his mind.
He thought that this being his second championship trophy, he wouldn’t lose his composure like the first ti, but in truth, joy and happiness were just as capable of destroying reason.
Yet, Curry was still taken aback—
Last season, they clinched the title at ho, and the subsequent celebration was naturally a frenzied affair; but tonight, the Super Bowl was being held at a neutral venue.
Logically, the atmosphere should have been a bit more restrained.
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However, to his surprise, it was just as uncontrollable.
To be precise, the scale and spectacle of U.S.
Bank Stadium far surpassed that of Oracle Arena.
At this mont, witnessing the carnival of over one hundred thousand people was truly an eye-opener, allowing Curry to truly grasp the magnitude of football.
The rolling heatwave that hit him seed as if it could swallow him up at any mont.
Curry felt a force in his right hand, a small palm desperately clutching the edge of his own.
He could even feel the sweat in the palm and the iciness of the fingertips, which also transmitted the chaotic rhythm of a wildly racing heartbeat.
Curry looked down at the little guy next to him, “Nervous?”
Ian Cole swallowed hard, looking blankly at Curry.
No gestures or responses were needed to feel his answer.
Curry was left speechless, “Ian, I thought I was your favorite player.”
Ian Cole, the young fan who had nearly been hurt at Madison Square Garden in New York not long ago, had been saved from disaster thanks to Li Wei’s intervention.
Back then, to console the little guy, Li Wei had graciously invited Ian to the Super Bowl—
Li Wei kept his promise.
Tonight, Curry brought Ian to watch the ga at the U.S.
Bank Stadium.
Even Curry himself had been shocked and shaken by the rollercoaster of a ga that had unfolded that night, so what about Ian, who had never been to a football stadium to watch a ga before?
Now, Ian’s little head must be a jumbled ss.
They stood in the player’s tunnel, waiting for Li Wei to return from the ending award ceremony.
Although they couldn’t see Li Wei yet, the little guy was radiating nervousness from every pore.
In response to Curry’s question, Ian blinked rapidly, “I like you, and I like…
gulp…
I like Li Wei too.”
He swallowed mid-sentence, clearly too nervous for words.
A smile erged in the depths of Curry’s eyes, “So, who do you like more, or Li Wei?”
Ian was visibly nervous, “Uh, uh…”
Fortunately, a savior appeared right in front of them, sparing the poor little buddy from further distress.
“Stephen, don’t bully the kid.
Ian might be left with a psychological scar,”
Looking up, there stood Li Wei, beaming with a sunny smile.
Curry was about to defend himself when, to his surprise, Ian had already wriggled free from his right hand and dashed off, running straight into Li Wei’s arms like a swallow returning to its nest.
Originally, Ian intended to hug Li Wei’s legs, but Li Wei deftly offered his arms, and Ian crashed solidly into his embrace, “You rember my na, oh God, you rember my na!”
Curry spread his hands with a look of understated heartache: It seed the answer was clear.
Indeed, children are always fickle little devils.
Li Wei caught sight of it and his smile fully blossod, “Of course, Ian Cole, you are the special guest tonight, personally invited by , how could I forget?”
Those words sent the little guy soaring with joy, exhilarated and jubilant.
“I, I cheered for you!
At the end, when you passed the ball.
I even prayed for you with my hands together, mommy said it has to be sincere.”
Stamring, choppy sentences.
Even though it was fragnted, Li Wei understood, “I felt it too, and that is the reason for my success, because I wasn’t fighting alone.”
Kerr’s round eyes suddenly brightened.
“Ah, Ian!”
Imdiately after, a cheer erupted from behind, it was unmistakably Mahos.
Kerr shrank back into Li Wei’s arms, a mix of nervousness and shyness.
Mahos noticed and squatted down beside Li Wei, “Hey Ian, I’m Patrick, this guy’s teammate.”
Kerr beca slightly more interested, “You know who I am?”
Mahos laughed, “Of course, who wouldn’t know you?” He glanced at Li Wei, “This guy is an idol to everyone, his every move is followed by the entire North Arican continent.
I know about the incident that happened with you at the Garden, and I’m aware he invited you to watch our ga.”
Everything, was on social dia—
After the incident at Madison Square Garden, the news slowly began to fernt and spread, Li Wei’s act of courage once again sparked widespread debates and attention, with so netizens even jokingly saying that New York’s friendly neighbor had returned.
“New York’s friendly neighbor”, in fact, was Spider-Man.
In just less than half a month, the video swept across the world, with corners of social dia everywhere featuring Li Wei and Kerr.
Before Mahos could finish speaking, the players who stread in behind him, one after another, noticed the unexpected mascot and all started to clamor.
“Ian!”
“Oh, you’ve got to tell about what happened that night at the Garden.”
“Hey Ian, surprise!
Didn’t expect you to actually show up tonight!”
Kerr, who was so young, had never seen such a spectacle; the players who had just been running and fighting on the field now surrounded him—
He was overwheld.
As a result, it was Li Wei who was left hanging.
Li Wei didn’t mind, standing up and high-fiving Curry, “You did co after all.”
Curry chuckled, “anwhile the dia is all attacking for not sticking to my job, hey, you’ve got to stick up for at the press conference.”
February, the NBA’s tight schedule continued unabated.
Of course, the whole North Arican continent knew the absolute appeal of the Super Bowl, no one wanted to clash with it head-on including the NBA, and many NBA players also made sure to watch the Super Bowl on ti.
Therefore, on the day of the Super Bowl, the NBA scheduled no gas at all, giving way to the Super Bowl.
Curry didn’t need to take ti off to be at the event tonight.
However, before and after the Super Bowl, there was no breathing space in the schedule.
Yesterday, the Golden State Warriors went on the road to challenge the Denver Nuggets and lost; tonight, Curry appeared at Minneapolis.
After tonight’s ga, tomorrow remains free of gas, but the day after tomorrow Curry will return to San Francisco to hold his ground at ho court against the Oklahoma City Thunder.
Nonstop.
It’s imaginable, Curry’s appearance here tonight will probably be t with a lot of dia chatter.
However, in reality, LeBron Jas was also at U.S.
Bank Stadium watching the ga tonight; the difference was, Jas went to the Philadelphia Eagles’ luxury box.
Besides, quite a few NBA players ca to watch the ga as well.
Not only that, the presence of a series of Hollywood stars also kept the live caras especially busy.
If the dia is prepared to stir things up and fan the flas, social networks are likely to buzz tomorrow, and the focus of those rubbernecking bystanders is easy to guess with one’s knees—
Not to ntion Jas, who’d had an off-record eting with Li Wei and was considered a friend yet appeared in the Philadelphia Eagles’ box, just the different fates of the teams supported by Jas and Curry indicate the possible outcos for the Cleveland Browns and Golden State Warriors this season?
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