Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 117 116 Sideline Scenery



"Crimson Tide, roar!"

"Crimson Tide, roar!"

Another week, a new event. Crimson Tide Storm were hosting Mississippi State University at home. After three tough battles in a row, they finally had a chance to catch their breath, as their opponents this week were not ranked in the NCAA and were considered a weaker team.

But never underestimate the opponent. Louisville Cardinals' shocking loss last week was a lesson learned. There was no need for Saban to overemphasize it; the captains of the Crimson Tide Storm had already made sure to remind everyone not to get cocky or underestimate the enemy.

Bryant-Denny Stadium was packed, a surge of red as far as the eye could see.

The noise of the crowd was deafening.

With the host's buildup and the growing excitement, the stadium's atmosphere soared, igniting the crowd, and then Li Wei was ready to take the field with his teammates—

At the entrance of the players' tunnel, an inflatable archway was set up, with cheerleaders on both sides welcoming Allen-led Crimson Tide Storm to the field amidst the support of the team mascot.

This was a special treatment for the home team, a specific part of every home game, which made every game day feel like a joyous festival.

"Li Wei."

Clark turned and called out, but seeing Li Wei's questioning look made him somewhat nervous. Li Wei gave him a perplexed look, which made Clark even more nervous, stuttering without being able to get words out.

Jacobs, unable to watch, said, "They're calling you from the front."

Jacobs nodded his chin forward, and Li Wei saw Humphrey waving his hands and shouting, "Rookie, rookie, come here."

The season was almost over, and Li Wei's nickname in the Crimson Tide Storm was still "rookie." There was no helping it; after all, he was a mid-season rookie.

Li Wei nodded at Humphrey and gave Clark a puzzled look, "Master, you okay?"

Clark nodded repeatedly but couldn't speak.

Jacobs had an exasperated look on his face, "He's got the wind knocked out of him."

Clark nodded vigorously.

Li Wei tilted his head, "Master, you're acting a bit strange." But he didn't think much of it and walked forward as Humphrey wrapped an arm around him.

Watching Li Wei walk away, Clark finally began to breathe, "Thanks, you saved me there. Otherwise, I would've blown my cover."

Jacobs rolled his eyes: Are you sure?

Meanwhile, Li Wei followed Humphrey forward, thinking there was some issue, but Humphrey was just the messenger. The real person looking for him was Allen.

Making his way to the front of the team, Li Wei saw Allen warming up in place. "Ah, Li Wei, there you are. There's something I forgot to tell you..."

The noise on the field was indeed overwhelming; the closer to the exit, the more deafening it became. Allen had to shout, but it still wasn't enough, and Li Wei had to get closer but still could only catch snippets of sound, unable to hear clearly.

Allen gave up, patted Li Wei on the shoulder, gestured forward, and mouthed: We'll talk after we enter the field.

Li Wei was about to respond when he caught a glimpse of a figure sitting upright behind and just beyond Allen's shoulder. The figure was inconspicuous amidst the sea of red and was just quietly looking over. Their gazes collided in mid-air, and the person revealed a smile and waved—

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Though wrapped in a Crimson Tide Storm home jersey, one could still see the dress shirt underneath. His petite figure seemed like it could be overwhelmed by the crowd at any time, but he appeared quite at ease, even raising his beer in a gesture to Li Wei.

Li Wei wasn't shy, casually waving back at Donald Yee.

Then Allen patted Li Wei on the shoulder.

It was time to take the field!

Li Wei rushed out with Allen, keeping the usual pace with the main troop, but after a few steps, he realized something was off.

Where is everyone?

Wait, where did everyone go?

Li Wei looked around and found that there was no one on either side of him, leaving the space eerily empty.

He stopped, turned around, and then realized that, led by Allen, the players had slowed down their pace, reduced their speed, and finally stopped altogether, scattering behind him, leaving Li Wei to rush forward alone like a single arrowhead.

A prank?

Li Wei's mind flashed, and he immediately thought of Clark's abnormal behavior. He blamed himself for being distracted by Donald's arrival a moment ago, and not noticing it right away.

But why?

Just then, the roar of the crowd at Bryant Denny Stadium gradually subsided, turning from boiling to tranquil. As the buzz above his eardrums slowly faded, Li Wei reflexively looked up.

And then.

The voices, once again, converged.

"He's here, he's there, he's everywhere, he is the Edgerunner, Li Wei, Li Wei, Li Wei!"

Once. And then again.

"He's here, he's there, he's everywhere, he is the Edgerunner, Li Wei, Li Wei, Li Wei!"

Massive, overwhelming.

Along with high songs and clapping, and when shouting Li Wei's name, they even jumped and stomped three times in a row, gathering the energy of a hundred thousand people into a storm that made Bryant Denny Stadium shiver.

Whoosh.

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In his field of vision, waves of the Crimson Tide Storm moved like wind-ruffled wheat, a giant white wave sweeping across, and the white jerseys of the away team spelled out a line of words in the boundless red encircling the entire stadium.

"Happy. Birthday. Li. Wei."

Li Wei was stunned, caught unawares, and his eyes filled with warmth. He quickly looked up at the sky, trying to control himself, but the sound waves still lingered in his ears.

Today, November 12, just happened to be the day after Li Wei's birthday.

Normally, fans would always remember the birthdays of their favorite players and celebrate for them. In this small town, the Crimson Tide Storm players were like the children of the entire town's residents, particularly cherished.

But usually, such grandiose celebration would not occur without some sort of catalyst.

First, the Crimson Tide Storm won a hard-fought battle last week, with Li Wei once again playing a key role.

Second, today was a home game.

Third, this was Li Wei's twenty-first birthday. In the United States, it's rare to celebrate turning eighteen or twenty; it's the twenty-first birthday that is more often celebrated, symbolizing the coming of age since sixteen allows you to get a driver's license and twenty-one allows you to drink.

All these factors collided to create the scene before him.

Li Wei was caught completely off guard.

Li Wei had no expectation of this, as his original parents traditionally celebrated his birthday according to the lunar calendar, which wasn't particularly special at twenty-one in Hua Xia culture. So they had already wished him happy birthday over the phone two weeks ago.

Naturally, Li Wei hadn't connected anything to his birthday and was utterly in the dark. The rest of the Crimson Tide Storm players must have all come together to help the townspeople prepare this gift.

At the start of the season, everyone was worried about how challenging the Crimson Tide Storm's defense of their title would be without Derrick Henry; but now, they had found the answer. Even without Derrick Henry, a young man named Li Wei emerged to dominate the game.

The Crimson Tide Storm was still that terrifying, daunting force!

The entire stadium, roaring, the overwhelming crash of the rolling waves surrounded Li Wei.

Standing in the center of the field, he seemed so small, an insignificant figure; but with the whole stadium bowing before him, screaming his name at the top of their lungs, that figure became majestic, towering to the skies.


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