Chapter 645: 644 Doubting life Chapter 645: 644 Doubting life “0:31”.
Lewis stared at the scoreboard, lost in thought—
How on earth had things developed to this point?
Lewis believed that the Cincinnati Bengals could absolutely defeat the Kansas City Chiefs.
It wasn’t just bluster; he was truly sincere and full of confidence.
Yet the current situation had Lewis completely dumbfounded.
Throughout the entire first half, the Cincinnati Bengals had no opportunities on either offense or defense.
From tactics to execution to the finer details, there was not a single highlight.
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Not even with a magnifying glass could one be found; it was a total ss.
Involuntarily, Lewis began to doubt his life choices.
Could it really…
be over just like this?
No, no no no, of course not.
Lewis couldn’t bear the idea of being rendered helpless, humiliated by that rookie; he simply wouldn’t accept it.
Nowadays the League has lost its way, casting aside integrity for the sake of profit and reputation.
From top to bottom everyone was flattering that rookie, all so ta and obsequious they could hardly stand up straight.
It’s just a running back.
A running back!
Even if he is an Asian running back, he’s still expendable.
A bit of hype might be appropriate, but is all this really necessary?
What about the glory of the NFL?
The traditions of football?
Their dignity and pride?
Are those things not important anymore?
He, for one, refused to accept this.
Moreover, it’s not just about that rookie.
Lewis had spent sixteen years in Cincinnati, almost as much as Belichick with the New England Patriots, and he was highly respected within the team.
But this is the Professional League, where ethics, reputation, and honor an nothing.
Victory is the only key, and championships are the ultimate proof of success.
Belichick is revered in New England not just because of his reputation, but because he built a dynasty there.
And the reason Lewis had managed to stay with the Cincinnati Bengals for so many years wasn’t his revered status, but because he managed to lead the team back to the playoffs after many years, building a strong squad around Dalton and achieving consistent success with five consecutive seasons advancing to the playoffs.
However, in recent years, the patience of the Cincinnati managent and fans had worn thin—
Clearly, they were expecting the team to go beyond making it to the playoffs.
They needed to break the curse of playoff defeat.
They wanted to see their team on the stage of the Conference Championship, or even the Super Bowl.
Reed in Kansas City was in a similar situation.
However, Lewis wasn’t as fortunate as Reed.
Reed not only broke the playoff curse, he even made further progress last season; but Lewis faced the nightmare of missing the playoffs for two consecutive seasons.
Patience in Cincinnati was running out.
To be exact, a vast number of fans had voiced strong protests.
They believed that Lewis’s sixteen-year tenure had far exceeded expectations, doing more harm than good, and that it was ti for a major coaching overhaul.
Those voices were growing louder.
What’s worse, while the managent professed their support for Lewis in public, they did nothing to stop the fans from continuing their protests, allowing the outcry to swell unchecked—
This was a warning.
Lewis saw it all.
He knew this season was his last chance; it was do or die.
Lewis held his breath.
He thought he could retire honorably in Cincinnati, with his career ending amidst flowers and applause.
Instead, he found himself in the midst of a crisis, fighting to preserve his reputation and honor.
There was no turning back.
In this dire situation, the young Bengals were performing admirably.
So far, with a record of four wins against two losses, they had managed to silence the protests and opposition, and it seed the team’s usual atmosphere was montarily restored both inside and out.
So, Lewis would not allow that rookie to ruin his efforts.
Losing the ga was not an option; losing to that rookie was even less acceptable.
Taking a deep breath, Lewis turned around and strode back to the locker room.
The whistle for the second half blew, and the Cincinnati Bengals rallied, seemingly having regained their spirit, and finally displaying the strength they had shown in the first six weeks of the season.
Leading the charge once again was the reliable offensive group.
Nicknad “Ginger Head,” Dalton woke as if from a dream, showing a different state of play.
The most significant change was the reduced ti he took to release the ball, making it crisper, more determined, and more decisive.
He relied on changes in rhythm and tactical cover to suppress the continuous assaults from the defensive group across the line.
At the sa ti, Dalton showcased beautiful and precise passing, proving that his ability to lead the team to the playoffs for five consecutive years was no fluke as he diversified his short and dium passes to break through the situation.
Finally, a seven-yard short pass found the team’s top wide receiver, Tyler Boyd, for a touchdown, breaking the deadlock for the Cincinnati Bengals and scoring for the first ti in the ga.
On the field, Dalton punched the air in celebration.
On the sideline, Lewis leapt up, roaring with passion, as if it wasn’t just a touchdown but a Wanfu Mary miracle play.
Dalton turned to look at Lewis, the ntor who had grood him, and ran wildly towards him with open arms, giving him a big hug like a father and roared with tears in his eyes—
“You’re not going anywhere.”
“You’re not going anywhere!”
And yet, that wasn’t all.
The most powerful and lethal weapon of the Cincinnati Bengals awoke first, which also injected a strong stimulant into the team, exciting everyone from top to bottom.
Then.
“Interception!”
“Linebacker Nick Vigil made it happen!”
“Mahos’s pass choice was still too risky; he didn’t go for Watkins, who was already in a one-on-one match-up on the sideline, but chose Li Wei who fell into a trap inside the slot.”
“Clearly, the Cincinnati Bengals’ defensive group was well prepared this ti.”
“Vigil appeared on the passing line between Mahos and Li Wei, intercepting halfway, leaving no chance for Li Wei.”
“Interception!”
“Accurate prediction, precise positioning, a beautiful one-handed interception, and finally completing the interception.”
“Wow!”
“The Cincinnati Bengals haven’t given up on the ga; Lewis and his team are still resisting and fighting.
The Kansas City Chiefs hit a wall straight on after returning from halfti.
Does this an the suspense of victory and defeat is back on the table?”
The situation was slightly chaotic.
Mahos slapped his thigh in frustration, only to find that he didn’t control his strength well, causing pain in both his palm and thigh.
But to maintain his image, he had to clamp down on his pain and continue to look aloof.
Raising his head, Mahos saw Li Wei.
Mahos thought Li Wei was about to comfort him since the last ga had ended with an interception caused by his risky play, and now he was making the sa mistake in this ga.
Not just Li Wei but also the offensive linen turned their heads, one by one, trying to offer comfort but not knowing what to say.
But unexpectedly, Li Wei took off his helt, revealing a big smile.
“Well done, that’s the right attitude.”
“Don’t let a past mistake cast a shadow over you and make you too scared to make passes.
You should trust your own instincts and judgnt.”
“That’s the stuff of heroes!”
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