As far as the eye can see, it is a sea of gold, a unique ocean of gold!

The golden light surging above the red sea, like the bright sunlight sprinkled on the surface of the boundless vast ocean, shrouded in a layer of hazy and brilliant golden halo, accompanied by the gentle surging of the waves and ups and downs, even the mirage seems to be eclipsed, just the purest sunlight and the sea have shown the miracle of nature to the extreme, all words and all emotions are completely condensed.

The majestic vitality hidden in the golden halo, soft and hot, tough and tenacious, powerful and vigorous, makes people faintly peek into the mystery of the ocean that gave birth to all life, and can't help but want to bow and worship.

This is the sea of red. It's also a sea of gold. This is still an ocean of life.

"Fight! Non-stop! ”

At this moment, Ryan, who was sitting in front of the TV, was quietly watching the magnificent scene. Even if you are not immersed in the scene, you can still feel the smart and vast grandeur through the screen, which is lighting up the entire Candlestick Stadium, such a grand occasion, so wonderful that people can't help but surrender and worship.

Jonathan, who was standing in the corner of the ward, turned his head in embarrassment, looked at the large green garden outside the window, and continued to rub his eyes, trying to hide the embarrassment in his tearful eyes, but the reddened eyes revealed the true emotions in his heart, and the happiness and excitement, bitterness and sourness in the depths of his eyes continued to surge.

Ryan didn't shed tears, and the smile on the corner of his mouth bloomed brightly, "Jonathan, you see, that's nine, that's my friends, that's my comrades. They've always been by my side, they've always been with me, I'm not alone, I've never been alone, you say? ”

"Yes. Yes! Jonathan kept nodding his head awkwardly, trying to say something more, but he couldn't speak, and could only repeat the affirmative answer over and over again. God, he must look like a fool right now.

This is the San Francisco 49ers, the team they have dedicated their lives to.

Some people say that fans are a bunch of unreasonable stupid people who can cry for a game or cheer for a game; They can give everything for a team, or they can spend a lot of money for a team; They can weep for a victory, or they can remember a piece of history.

But they are the simplest, purest and friendliest people in the world, who have united everything they have with the team, not just a team, not just a sport, not just a game, that is where the weight of their soul lies, that is the essence of their spirit.

A team defines a group of people.

It's about the cutest fans in the world. "Football has nothing to do with life and death, football is higher than life and death", this sentence also applies to every fan of other sports, they are like moths to a fire, blooming their lives, lighting a bright light in the river of human growth, guiding themselves to sprint forward tirelessly, and then sprint.

The same is true for the San Francisco 49ers for Ryan and Jonathan.

And today, they once again felt the excitement in the depths of their souls:

That's them, and the fight goes on! Never give up! Stick with something! Even if they know that the end is doomed to be a defeat, they will never disarm and surrender, but fight to the end until the last drop of blood in their bodies is burned, until the moment when the oil runs out, they will raise their heads high and embrace their own ending with pride and pride.

Ryan stared at the vast and brilliant sea of red and gold in front of him, turned his head, looked at his extremely embarrassed brother, and laughed happily, "Jonathan, you see, they're fighting right now, they're marching towards the Super Bowl right now, they're waiting for me to join right now, it's our season, it's mine's season, and I can't wait to join them right now!" We're not done yet, are we? It's not over yet! ”

Jonathan turned his head to look at Ryan who had come back to life, but couldn't help but think of the fireworks, which bloomed wantonly and frantically once before withering, and then disappeared into the night.

But...... At least it once bloomed, didn't it?

So, Jonathan showed a big smile, "This is our year!" ”

"This is our vintage!" Ryan shouted along, his words still not very accurate, his voice still not clear, but it didn't affect in the slightest, he just clenched his fists with all his might, and shouted along with the cheers on the TV, "Fight!" Non-stop! ”

He will not give up, he will not compromise, he will not surrender.

Even if the end of this path is destined to death, at least, he can choose whether to die in gloom and self-abandonment, or embrace life in the light of courage and strength. Like summer flowers, after blooming wantonly, they wither vigorously and fall into the soil, waiting for spring to come again.

That's the spirit of San Francisco 49!

He's still waiting to see the San Francisco 49ers return to the Super Bowl throne with his own eyes! How could he miss it?

Jonathan also raised his right fist high and shouted in unison, "Fight!" Non-stop! ”

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Outside the hospital window, you can clearly see a large area of golden sunlight surging around, doctors and nurses coming and going, patients and visitors coming and going, everyone with a smile on their cheeks, that vitality reappeared in the hospital after a long time, slowly rolling in the air.

San Francisco General Hospital is just the tip of the iceberg.

With a capacity of only 70,000 spectators, and Candlestick Park is relatively limited, a city of 800,000 people in San Francisco, that piece of land simply can't accommodate all nine people.

More than 1,000 spectators gathered on Union Square, facing the large screen on the façade of Macy's, raising their right fists high, and the golden balloons were surging in unison.

The streets of the Castro district have become crowded with bars and cafés, and countless spectators have left their homes to gather to greet each other in a friendly and welcoming manner, holding aloft their gold accessories.

On the open space of Fisherman's Wharf, golden flags, golden signboards, and golden ribbons are waving in the wind, and the line of sight is already full of people, and the radio broadcast signal is transmitted from the high-altitude loudspeaker, which clearly and accurately conveys the call of the Candlestick Stadium.

In "Joe's Bar", the door is wide open, all the fans gather, from the bar all the way to the street, the whole neighborhood has become a sea of revelry, a glass of beer and a scarf of support, this is enough, all the fans will open their arms to welcome everyone to join.

Looking out from the Candlestick Stadium, the entire Bay Area is surging with the same sea of gold, not only the stadium and the neighborhood, but also between the streets and alleys, between department stores and brand flagship stores, the images of TV screens and live radio broadcasts are intertwined and intertwined, filling every corner everywhere.

The whole city has gone into a state of oblivion. It is only today that people realize for the first time how many nine people live on this land.

It's just a warm-up before the opening, but the moment of cohesion that belongs to San Francisco and belongs to the Bay Area has really arrived.

The mighty and vigorous cheering slogans continued to reverberate in the Candlestick Stadium, and the golden sea was so dazzling and scorching that people couldn't open their eyes, which was an incomparably rare sight in the entire league and in the entire history, and it could even be said that it had never been seen before.

In the studio, neither Teddy nor Kirk spoke, and both remained silent.

They try to say something, because that's their job, to describe the situation in words, to bring the audience into the atmosphere of the game; But after trying, they realized that any words are pale and powerless, any explanation is futile, and the only thing that needs to be done is:

Shut up, be quiet, watch, feel.

Until today, they finally felt the soul of the San Francisco 49ers team, like a giant standing up to the sky, standing up completely from the posture of kneeling on the ground, carrying the vast sky on their shoulders, straightening their waists little by little, and their tall and majestic bodies are creating a new world.

Even the Green Bay Packers, even the New England Patriots, even the Seattle Seahawks, even the Pittsburgh Steelers, among all the teams in the NFL, they have never seen such a sight, holding the whole city together and reawakening the passion and excitement in the blood.

No one is exempt.

The charm of competitive sports has really reached the extreme at this moment, so beautiful that it is moving, even if it is a sworn enemy, they can't help but open their mouths slightly, and witness all this in front of them with jaw-dropping, and the envy and jealousy in their hearts can not be suppressed, which is the reason why they love sports so much, and this is the reason why they are crazy about it.

God, at this moment, the "Nine" is like a totem, endowed with divine brilliance, lighting up the entire North American continent. The shock and emotion slowly surged in my mind, and the charm and magic of competitive sports were vividly displayed at this moment. This is the most beautiful and moving explanation.

The golden ocean was so vast and so vast, and the golden light was so dazzling and so brilliant that it reverberated like a huge wave hitting a stone:

Fight. Never stop.