Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 1180: Just Short of a Breath



"Touchdown!"

In the VIP box, Swift shouted with all her might but was a little unsure, then turned to Ariana, her face full of excitement as she asked.

"That's a touchdown, right? Right!"

Wembley, plunged into frenzy—

Everything, just as expected.

In the face of the Los Angeles Chargers' relentless pressure on both offense and defense, the Kansas City Chiefs quickly regained their footing. With an unparalleled performance, they snatched back the initiative, and a seamless drive led to another touchdown.

Does Mahomes need time and games to get back into form and adapt to the competition?

No problem.

The Kansas City Chiefs focused their tactics on Li Wei, returning to the style they used when Moore was the quarterback, relieving Mahomes' pressure while maintaining a dazzling array of tactics to push forward.

Light, yet sharp.

Bosa looked at Kelsey celebrating wildly and felt a pang of regret.

But compared to Kelsey, the real trouble was still Li Wei.

Li Wei remained calm and collected, his eyes intensely fixed on the other side of the field. Bosa followed Li Wei's gaze and found his own quarterback, Rivers—

Then, his lips curled into a smile, mouthing, "Need me to go easy?"

Bosa's face changed suddenly, only to see Rivers burst out laughing.

"Bird?"

Rivers was also a smart guy; his trash talk was succinct yet classy.

In the NBA, "The Big Bird" Larry Bird was a master of trash talk, known for the fact that his jibes often came true, not just aimless jabber, truly infuriating his opponents.

Rivers' style of trash talk had many similarities to Bird.

Rivers added, "Why not give it a try?" exposing a row of neat, white teeth, provocatively raising his chin towards Li Wei.

If Li Wei was preparing to arrogantly go easy, Rivers would not foolishly refuse—

That wasn't pride; it was stupidity.

Rivers knew Li Wei was trying to humiliate him in this way, but in Rivers' view, he wasn't a high schooler, one who could be stubborn for meaningless pride and dignity; victory was the only important thing and the only thing worth focusing on.

Clearly, Rivers was a level above Bosa.

Li Wei watched as Rivers didn't take the bait but didn't mind, his lips curling into a smile as well, "Ready!"

While saying this, he placed his hands behind his back, retreating unhurriedly as he smiled at Rivers, his eyes full of anticipation, his open invitation making Rivers uncertain.

No doubt, this was an inter-division battle, a revenge match, thick with the smoke of gunpowder.

"21:13."

The Kansas City Chiefs once again widened the gap, placing the pressure squarely on Rivers' shoulders.

Strictly speaking, it wasn't a surprise; the Kansas City Chiefs were still the Kansas City Chiefs, opening up the game with their offense, finding their rhythm, and turning the tables.

And now, the Los Angeles Chargers had to keep up. After regaining their form with two consecutive drives, the challenge continued.

The Los Angeles Chargers were mentally prepared for this.

After all, it was their only chance to overtake and take control. No matter how the Kansas City Chiefs performed, they had to score again.

Rivers, once again suited up and took the field.

Under pressure, the Los Angeles offensive group showcased a performance comparable to last season.

With solid and stable pocket protection, dazzling route running, and unpredictable passing options, the original West Coast offense system spread the offensive group's strength fully centered around the quarterback.

Precise short passes, surprise medium passes, and clever runs completed the coordination.

Moving forward strongly and smoothly, Rivers led the team past midfield.

However, pressure ultimately exists, whether from the indirect pressure exerted by the Kansas City Chiefs' offense reawakening and strongly touchdowning or the direct pressure from the Kansas City Chiefs Defense Group boosting their performance under the encouragement of the Offensive Group, all silently changing the atmosphere.

Lastly, it was the Los Angeles Chargers themselves.

This season, they struggled again with inconsistency in key moments.

Even with full concentration and effort, continuity and consistency couldn't be maintained. It wasn't necessarily mistakes, just fluctuations in form, putting the Los Angeles Chargers into trouble repeatedly, their own worst enemy.

Placing all hope on Rivers to single-handedly save the day wasn't fair.

After the Los Angeles Chargers' offensive group pushed past midfield, the intensity of the offense-defense confrontation noticeably ramped up, making the situation even more tense.

First and ten yards.

"Chris Jones! The Kansas City Chiefs' six-man pass rush was determined. Even though the Los Angeles Chargers' offensive line was prepared, Jones still broke into the pocket, rushing toward Rivers rapidly."

"Rivers! Throw the ball!"

"Jones! Disrupts!"

"The experienced Rivers refused to wait and get sacked in place, opting to make a quick throw. But Jones, having grown comprehensively since last season, responded swiftly, disrupting Rivers' throwing sightline and space, forcing Rivers to elevate the trajectory."

"Oh, incomplete pass! Rivers' passing arc was too high."

"Beautiful, Jones made an effective pass disruption!"

Second and ten yards.

"Screen pass!"

"Rivers! Gordon!"

"Gordon is looking for an opening to advance, but clearly, the Kansas City Chiefs Defense Group was prepared. With the defensive front line all shifted, safety Sorensen and Matty timely filled the gap."

"Brilliant cooperation, Sorensen and Matty completed a critical defense, the Kansas City Chiefs' whole Defense Group's contraction was exquisite."

Third and seven yards.

"Shotgun Formation!"

"Back step! Rivers is looking for passing targets, the Los Angeles Chargers' offensive group fully on the attack! They're now going all-in, trying to complete the third down conversion!"

"The pocket, broken!"

"Rivers! Rivers is on the move, Rivers is fighting for space, Rivers refuses to yield, Rivers escapes a sack crisis!"

"Unbelievable!"

"The pass, Rivers completed the pass before losing balance!"

"The pass target is... Keenan Allen! Los Angeles Chargers' top wide receiver!"

"Wow! God, God, oh, God!"

"The Kansas City Chiefs' cornerback Fowler leaped ahead of time to swat away the football, intercepting before Allen, causing an incomplete pass!"

"Unbelievable!"

"However, Fowler was evidently displeased, narrowly missing an interception, losing the chance to shift ball control and continue pushing forward."

"Despite that! Three strikes, out!"

"Fantastic!"

In the most crucial, difficult, and tense moments, the Los Angeles Chargers' offense group showed courage and determination, but the Kansas City Chiefs' defense group was even better, erupting at the right time, matching the rhythm, and completing excellent defense.

Rivers had already utilized all his skill sets without holding back, yet still falling short. They were on the brink of breaking through and reaching a touchdown but hit a wall at the last hurdle, unable to continue.

Perhaps, this was the biggest difference between this and last season for the Los Angeles Chargers—

A mere hair's breadth apart, yet consistently falling into the abyss amid wavering.

Rivers lay on the ground, watching the football intercepted before his eyes, nearly picked off, narrowly avoiding disaster, but ultimately regrettably incomplete, after a rollercoaster of emotions, plunging into a black endless void.

Damn it!


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