Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 87 Low morale
"Levi, I'm sorry..."

Jonah Williams, the Crimson Tide's starting offensive right tackle, reached out his right hand toward Levi and pulled him up.

Williams' face showed guilt and embarrassment, awkwardness and depression. Thousands of words were on his lips, but he didn't know how to express them.

So, in the end, it turned into a sentence.

"Feel sorry."

Obviously, Williams thought he had not completed his job. He should have stopped the linebacker, or at least stopped the opponent for a while, instead of letting Levi be exposed to the opponent's hunting circle again and again. In addition to anger and annoyance, he felt more powerless and helpless, with irritability and frustration written all over his face.

Levi tried to comfort Williams -

It wasn't his fault, LSU really came prepared today and executed well, following the plan exactly since the opening.

Everything is perfect.

However, when the words were about to come out of his mouth, Levi noticed that not only Williams, but the other teammates in the offensive team were also panting heavily, and their vision seemed a little dazed.

The atmosphere is depressing.

The Crimson Tide is not a team that cannot withstand pressure. Under Shaban's iron-blooded management, the team's mental will is absolutely strong. Otherwise, when facing the University of Mississippi, Levi alone would not be able to turn the tide. The credit for the victory still comes from teamwork.

The problem is that the team had been going smoothly throughout the season, but after suddenly hitting a wall at the beginning, they were not discouraged. Instead, they were inspired to fight hard and launched a head-on attack, taking it for granted that the opponent would not be able to withstand their attack. However, they did not expect to encounter another consecutive wall encounter.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

The Crimson Tide Storm has hit the wall not once, twice, or three times, but more than a dozen times so far, from the first half to the second half, and even after the adjustments during the halftime break, they still have not been able to find a breakthrough.

No matter how firm and strong your will is, it will inevitably begin to waver, the seeds of self-doubt will quietly take root and sprout, and the situation and mentality will quietly change.

How should they break the impasse?

They pondered over it but found no answer. They were trapped like this. Even if they asked Shaban for help, there was no answer.

Shaban is not good at attacking.

Even though Shaban has been trying to change, he is ultimately just a coach and the game still needs players to complete.

When you turn around, you can see Shaban standing on the sidelines of the court, expressionless and serious. Although he is not panicked and does not reveal any negative emotions, people who are really familiar with Shaban can still see that the situation is serious, very, very serious.

Even for someone as experienced as Shaban, the situation at this moment was still tricky and difficult to handle.

At such a moment, they need a leader, a spiritual leader, a tactical leader and a field leader to step forward and turn the tide.

Indeed, football is a team sport, and individual heroism cannot determine the outcome of a game. Whether it is a quarterback or a running back, they all need the support of their teammates. Otherwise, they will fall into a dilemma of being a loose sand, and there is only one way to go, which is to continue to fall and collapse.

but!

Team sports need a leader, a pillar, a cornerstone, like the North Star, to point the way in the dark night, to lead them out of difficulties, to unite the whole team firmly, to let each player play a corresponding role in his position, and to move forward side by side.

Subconsciously, the players are looking for——

Hertz?

Generally speaking, the quarterback is indeed the soul of football and the commander on the field, but... the young Hurts is also confused now.

Cam Robinson?
The offensive left tackle is the captain of the Crimson Tide's offense and is responsible for protecting the quarterback's blind side.

There is no doubt that Robinson is the most stable, experienced and calm player in the offensive team, but he is not ostentatious, passionate or outgoing. Most of the time, he stands behind the team like a backup. He is the bottom line of the team, guarding the last sanity of the offensive team and ensuring that the offensive team will not fall apart. At this time, Robinson didn't know how to speak.

To be precise, he knew he should speak out, he knew he should boost morale, he knew he should ignite passion, but he didn't know what to say.

Still tongue-tied.

As soon as he looked up, Robinson saw Levi——

He didn't know the reason, it was just an instinct, and he subconsciously looked at Levi.

Levi, very embarrassed, very, very embarrassed.

His cheeks were flushed, he was sweating profusely, his wet hair stuck to his forehead, and he looked as if he had just crawled out of the water, panting heavily. His white away jersey had long been rubbed green and black by the green grass, and looked no different from a rag, with clear signs of being ravaged and rubbed.

Like a medal.

However, Levi was not discouraged.

Not only that, but his eyes were flashing with excitement and joy, like a cheetah, with a bloody scent on the tip of his tongue, and murderous aura was flowing out of him.

——Seven times.

A total of seven times, this is the number of times Levi hit the wall head-on, just in the first half, which is more than the number of times he hit the wall head-on in any game this season; to be precise, this is more than the number of times he hit the wall head-on in the past three games combined.

Hitting the wall, not grappling.

Tackles are a daily routine for running backs, and it is not uncommon to encounter double-digit tackles in a game; but running into a wall is not an option. It means that the running back hits a solid wall head-on and is unable to continue advancing. There is no start, no breakthrough, no dodge, and he is ruthlessly denied advancement by the defense.

There is no doubt that these are very ugly and very bad numbers.

For ordinary players, they may have hit the wall to the point of becoming autistic, with their confidence collapsed, and they may even dare not look directly into the eyes of the opposing defense, which has turned into a mental demon.

However, Levi did not.

For most of the season, everything had gone smoothly, and Levi thought that football was probably like this, but now, a new challenge appeared before him -

Things are finally starting to get interesting.

Strong enemy?

Yes, strong enemies, how exciting and thrilling it is. In the world of competitive sports, you have to constantly challenge strong enemies, constantly challenge your limits, and constantly challenge yourself. This is the most interesting part. Different events and different sports all lead to the same goal, which is to interpret the meaning of life in this way.

Strong, really strong, but strong in a good way, strong in a wonderful way, and they just need an opponent like this!
If the Crimson Tide want to compete for the championship and become a better team, they must face such tempering and tests.

Levi noticed Robinson's gaze, looked up, and a smile rose slightly at the corner of his mouth. Only then did he notice the bloody smell coming from the tip of his tongue. It should be because his lip was broken when he was tackled by two people. Levi couldn't help but savor it carefully, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

Robinson was stunned.

Inexplicably, Levi didn't say anything, but looking at Levi's eyes and movements, his slightly shaken mind seemed to find its backbone.

Then, Levi walked towards Hertz, bumped her with his shoulder, encouraged her with his eyes, and reminded her to line up.

Robinson took a deep breath and called on other teammates to prepare to line up, but found that he didn't need to say anything, the Crimson Tide Storm's offensive team had already spontaneously started to line up. No one spoke, but the air was filled with a depressed and tragic atmosphere.

The wind is rustling and the water is cold!
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