"After the start of the second quarter, the New York Giants were out again, and then, the San Francisco 49ers offensive group began to speed up without warning, and the high-frequency short pass offense completely disrupted the defensive rhythm of the New York Giants, and now they seem to be a little unable to deal with it, and before they have time to react, the 49ers offensive group has successfully entered the red zone and challenged the touchdown again."

"At present, Lu Ke's passing is 14 passes and 12 hits, and his passing performance is very good; On the run, the three running backs took turns and combined for 49 yards, and it was only the first half of the second quarter. There's no doubt that the whole attacking group is now firing on fire, the momentum is simply unstoppable, and it seems that the game has entered the rhythm of San Francisco. ”

"Tee off again!"

"Crabtree on the left broke through in a straight line, and Vernon on the left rushed forward and retreated; Jean on the right cross-cut on the inside, Logan on the right on the front and outside. The typical 49-man, dazzling running route in the shotgun formation only needs a window to become a passing line for Lu Ke to break through. ”

"Lynch! It's Lynch! The familiar running route outside the slot, the familiar running back's receiving strategy, the familiar short passing area creates a dislocation gap, Lu Ke passed! Wait, not Lynch! It's Jean! Ted Jean! At the moment of the shot, Lu Ke chose Jean, who stood on the same vertical axis as Lynch but was more far-reaching, through the control of his wrist! ”

"Ted Jean! Jean jumped high and tried to finish the catch! ”

"Oh, impact! This impact was too ferocious! God, it's terrible, it's just terrible! Derek Martin grappled Jean's legs and slammed them from right to left; Aaron-Ross grappled Jean's upper body and struck from left to right, two powerful countervails of different forces, and Jean's helmet flew out, God! ”

"The player fell to the ground and the game was interrupted."

……

High, the rugby ball flew high, glided across the sky, and then fell quickly towards where Jean was, but in the next second, Lu Ke's expression changed color, and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, just subconsciously rushed forward quickly, and pushed away a group of bustling players next to him.

The entire Candlestick Stadium was enveloped in a buzzing noise, and all the fans stood up, watching the situation on the field nervously and worriedly, and the oppressive sound was breeding fear and irritability little by little, making people breathless, and their hearts almost stopped beating.

The end area has become the hardest hit area, almost all the players are standing in this small area, the two players who have just brewed such an accident, Martin and Rose, stand next to them with nervous expressions, their eyes are anxious and constantly apologetic, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... Is he okay? ”

But their apologies didn't work, and Crabtree rushed over, pushed Rose away, and began a confrontation with swearing, "Are you kidding me?" Damn it! Deliberately! You did it on purpose! You bastards! You are murderers! You're a bunch of brutal murderers! ”

The players of both teams began to come forward to persuade them, but under the emotional impulse, the words became more and more foul, and the situation was not only not under control, but still brewing a greater conflict, and the scene began to become noisy, blending with the atmosphere of the dark tide in the stadium, and seemed to be on the verge of getting out of control.

Jonathan Goodwin, who was more experienced, quickly stepped forward and, with the help of Joe Stanley and Vernon Davis, began to disperse the crowd, control the scene, and "Disperse!" Everyone, all disperse! We need a little fresh air! ”

The sound of shouting was like thunder in the oppression of the scene, but it was swallowed up in an instant in the noisy humming sound, so weak and so powerless, the scene became more and more depressed and worried, and the gray clouds in the sky were so thick that they could not be dissolved, and it seemed that all the light and color had disappeared.

As the captain of the offensive group, Lu Ke had no mind or energy to sort out the situation at the scene at this time. Because he couldn't take his eyes off Jean at all, his helmet had flown off the field, revealing his entire face in its entirety, sweaty and pale, and despite the absence of any words, he could clearly feel the pain he was enduring it.

Rugby is a sport closely related to injuries, far from it, after the game last week, Lu Ke clearly felt his potential concussion risk, this is part of the game, but also a part of life, not to mention, Lu Ke can win the opportunity to show himself in the college and professional arena, and the injuries of other players are also the direct cause.

But Lu Ke had never seen such a bad impact with his own eyes.

Jean was not a big guy with a strong physique, and at this time he was lying quietly on the lawn, looking even more thin and weak, and his body did not dare to move at all, and still maintained his landing posture, avoiding any more serious injuries caused by rash actions, waiting for the arrival of the team doctor. The stiff posture looked incomparably small and fragile.

Lu Ke tried to say something, but all the words were stuck in his throat.

"Hey, Bambi." Jean noticed Lu Ke's appearance, his gaze slanted slightly, revealing a big smile, but then he bared his teeth and grinned, "Don't worry, the situation is not as serious as it seems, I ...... Uh, I'm in the same position right now, just waiting for the team doctor to arrive. ”

These comforting words were not able to help, because the pain and forbearance on his face could not be concealed at all, and it seemed that his words seemed extremely painful, and he had been enduring something, showing his struggle in all aspects, and making people clearly feel the seriousness of the matter.

"Ted." Lu Ke finally spoke, but his words were like squeezing toothpaste, "Don't speak, Walter will take care of you." The usual sharp teeth are now useless, and they can only repeat the same sentence over and over again, "Walter will take care of you." But it was not convincing at all, but revealed a sense of emptiness.

Jean tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than a crying face, and then there seemed to be more cold sweat on his forehead.

Without speaking, Jean slowly turned his gaze, searching around, but he couldn't find a target, Lu Ke opened his mouth and asked, "What's wrong?" What are you looking for? ”

"Helmet. My helmet. Jean said in a hoarse voice.

Lu Ke quickly straightened up, quickly glanced around, and then found the target, and quickly trotted towards the direction of the spectator stands; Among the photojournalists sitting cross-legged on the floor, a chubby reporter picked up Jean's No. 19 helmet and reached out to hand it over.

Lu Ke walked forward quickly, took the helmet, and whispered a "thank you", and then heard the reporter whisper, "Bambi, come on." ”

A simple sentence seems to be mixed at this moment. It's as if everyone knows that death is the end of the journey, but when the day comes, it is inevitable that fear will begin. The same is true for injuries, and only by truly experiencing them can you understand the devastating impact of injuries on professional athletes.

"Thank you." Lu Ke said again, turned around, and then saw that the team doctor and the battery trailer had arrived at the end area, and they were carefully carrying Jean onto the stretcher and putting it on the trailer.

Lu Ke hurriedly trotted forward, shouting, "Wait." Wait a minute. ”

Coming to the trailer, Lu Ke put the helmet on Jean's hand, making sure that Jean's right hand could touch the helmet, "Man, this is your helmet." His gaze fell on Jean's sweaty face again, "We'll take care of the rest." ”

Jean tugged at the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't smile after all, "At least, the team's first touchdown was scored by me." Ha! Ha! Two dry laughs, but no smile at all, and then a slight pause, as if to say something, but stuck in the throat, after all, still not spoken.

It was at this moment that the battery trailer started again at the urging of the team doctor, carrying Jean slowly off the pitch. Not only because Jean needs to get checked as soon as possible; And because they can't afford to delay the game.

The trailer slowly left the court, and the next second, Jean finally couldn't take it anymore, covered his cheeks with his hands, and cried bitterly.

After being silent for so long, floating and sinking for so long, and struggling for so long, he finally had a stage to show himself and gave the best performance of his career, but at this moment, it came to an abrupt end; His season, his rise, his glory, all came to an abrupt end.

Five years, it took him a full five years to get to where he is now, standing on the stage of the National League finals, fighting for the Super Bowl, fighting for the most brilliant moment of his career. However, he fell on this stage.

Now, maybe there's a future, maybe there's not.

But at least, in this game, he can't continue to fight side by side with his brothers to fight for the final victory; And this season, he may never be able to stand on the same battlefield with this group of youthful and enthusiastic teammates, his beloved stadium.

In an instant, Jean couldn't take it anymore and began to cry.

……

Taking a deep breath, taking a deep breath again, the turbulent and boiling brain finally settled down, Lu Ke realized that he was the captain of the offensive team, he had to calm down, he had to regain his strength, they still had a national league final to complete, they still had an attack to complete, it was extremely difficult, but he had to step up.

That's what a leader should do.

With a long exhale, temporarily suppressing all the confusion and chaos in his heart, Lu Ke raised his voice and shouted, "Guys, we need to cheer up. It was just an accident, an accident that no one wanted. ”

Turning his head to look around, his eyes fell on every teammate, that tragic emotion was slowly spreading, clenching his fists, and a powerful energy erupted from the depths of the dantian, "Come on!" There's still a touchdown waiting for us! Come on! "The roar of passion/emotion was like a heavy punch, and it crushed the depression fiercely.

Twenty-five seconds later, the entire Candlestick Stadium was boiling—

"Touchdown! Touchdown! The San Francisco 49ers completed another touchdown! ”