Tick, tick, and the official pause of the two-minute countdown, the sound of the second hand walking seemed to become more and more dense. The closer to the end of the game, the more sensitive the sound of the time hourglass was, almost breathless. It was like the footsteps of the god of death, verdicting the death penalty for the Green Bay Packers.

Is it really that way? Will they sink further after a disaster season? You know, since 1991, they have not lost to the Lions at home, and they have achieved a 14-game winning streak. Will it end tonight? This nightmare season seems to have no end.

The score still did not change at all. The Packers fell behind the Lions 6-13, a touchdown distance, but there was not much time left for the Packers. After the Lions used the last timeout, when the Packers offensive team came on the field again, there were only thirty-seven seconds left.

The fans at the scene no longer had the energy to shout, and even a small number of fans began to leave one after another, but their pace was so reluctant, looking back at the stadium step by step, hoping that a miracle would happen. They could accept a failed season, but they could not accept being stepped on by the mortal enemy in the same area. Unfortunately, Brett's first offense ended with a sack. Not only did he not advance yards, but he also lost yards, and time was consumed, and hope was getting thinner.

Lance sat back on the chair, his hands couldn't help but clenched into fists, even ten times more nervous than when he participated in the Oscar. He stared at Gao Wen who was actively running in the field. At this time, Gao Wen was communicating closely with his teammates, focusing all his attention and not paying attention to the changes outside the field, as if even the passage of time had lost its meaning.

The sense of powerlessness, Lance truly felt that sense of powerlessness, which is also the cruelest part of competitive sports. Sometimes, even if you try your best, you may not be able to win, especially in group projects - they need heroes and collective cooperation. This is like a car. People will sigh at the excellent engine, but without other accessories, the car cannot operate.

Gao Wen is working hard, he is still working hard, he still has not given up. This is likely to be the last game of Gao Wen's career. Considering that the Green Bay Packers have completely missed the playoffs this year, even if Gao Wen insists on staying to finish the last three regular season games, his career has entered the countdown. So, is this the result? Without Hollywood-style miracles and a happy ending of fairy tales, fifteen years of career will end with a loss?

Lance knew that Gowen's career had been completed, and the outcome of the last few games could not affect his reputation. There is no doubt that he would enter the Hall of Fame, and even the Packers would retire his jersey. Thanks to this veteran who dedicated his entire long career to the Packers. But... However, Lance still hopes to see Gowen be able to draw the final end with the halo of victory.

The second offense only advanced for five yards, but it wasted nine seconds. Now there is only the last twenty-one second left for the packer. Gao Wen ran tirelessly, trying to find gaps, and then turned around and waved at Brett, but Bret passed the ball in another direction, watching his teammate run for five yards and be grabbed to the ground. Gao Wen did not pause at all, and ran quickly again, gathered with his teammates, and discussed how to proceed with the next attack.

There is no time and no room for space. Apart from attack, they can only attack. There is no difference between the third and fourth gears. They can only attack, and only attack can have a glimmer of hope.

"Occurrence!" Brett's voice resounded throughout the court. Gao Wen buried his head and rushed quickly, bypassed one opponent, and then turned around and ran horizontally. Then he looked back at Brett and raised his hands high. He ran out of the gap, and he had already run out of the gap!

But Brett passed the ball in another direction. Gao Wen stared at the spinning football with his eyes tightly, and then he saw the players wearing royal blue jerseys rushing out and rushing to the green jerseys to drop the racket. The roar that reached its peak suddenly came to an abrupt end, failed, and failed again. There were only the last eighteen seconds left, but they were still standing on the 25 yards of the field, and there were still seventy-five yards away from the touchdown area, as if an insurmountable gap.

Lance felt that his heart had stopped beating completely. He watched the football beating off and his breathing stopped. He only saw Gao Wen lowering his head in disappointment, standing on the spot with his hands on his hips, and his lonely back pulled out his long back on the court.

"Grass! Pass! Pass to Gao Wen!" Lance couldn't help but roar at the stadium, even though he knew it was irrational, even if he knew he was just a bystander, even if he knew... but he didn't care, he only knew that Gao Wen had run out of the gap. As the most successful tight end in Green Bay Packers' history, the pass to Gao Wen was only four times tonight, which is unfair! "Have you been kicked in the brain by a donkey? Can't you see that Gao Wen ran out of the gap? If you don't know how to pass the ball, call Aaron Rodgers on the court!"

Lance's voice did not stir up any turmoil. The empty court did not respond at all. The fans around him lowered their heads, as if the earth had completely stopped turning. One after another, some fans left their seats. The ending seemed to be destined. The world of victory and defeat was so cruel, without a trace of humanity, bloody and cruel.

Gao Wen let out a long sigh, then raised his head again, looked in the familiar direction, and then ran towards his teammates again. Brett gathered his teammates again. They had eighteen seconds left, and they had another chance to attack, either for a touchdown or lose. With such a simple truth, they would not miss any chance to touch victory.

After setting up the tactics, Bret clapped his palms, and everyone spread out, returning to his position again, preparing for his last attack. Gao Wen glanced at Brett. This might be the last eighteen seconds he was on the court, but Gao Wen finally said nothing and turned around and ran towards his position.

At this moment, everything around slowed down. The weeds on the lawn, the smell in the air, the sweat on the skin, everything became so clear. Even the movements of all the athletes around were slowed down ten times. The beating of the heart was steady and powerful, without any disorder. Take a deep breath, Gao Wen's eyes focused on the front. When the words "attack" that I had heard countless times came from my ear, I kicked my right foot and Gao Wen ran out. The world once again returned to normal speed. All the scenery around me began to accelerate and retreat in a speeding manner.

Gao Wen chose to run straight, and ran forward for five yards. After one of the quick stops, he threw away one of the defenders, and then ran horizontally at a ninety-degree angle. He saw another defender not far away, running for three yards, and stopped again. He turned around and saw Bret looking for a target in the crowd. Gao Wen raised his right hand again to signal. He almost had no hope, but at this moment, his sight was focused with Brett, and then... Brett passed the ball.

"Fafer passes the ball! The final blow of the Packers! The target of the pass is... Strello! God, the disappearing Strello in the whole game! He received the ball! Strello! He received it! The two cornerbacks closed the door to defend, Oh, Strello forced to speed up and rushed out between the two people, Strello! Strello! Strillo! Strillo! Strillo! Strillo rushed up No. 23, and Strello began to run wildly in the direction of his teammates, incredible, incredible! Strello dodged a grapple again, oh, God, oh, God! Strello! Jesus Christ, this impact!

No. 17, the Packers' No. 17 knocked off the Lions' defenseman, and Strello continued to pull his feet and ran wildly! Can't believe it! Can't believe it! Strello! Twenty-five yards, twenty-five yards, fifteen yards, ten yards... The Lion's defense line has become a mess, five yards! Touchdown! God! Touchdown! Gowen Strello! Gowen Strello saved the Green Bay Packers! Gowen Strello completed the touchdown! Gowen Strello! The game will enter overtime, and the Packers will die and live! Jesus Christ, a long-distance raid of seventy-five yards, Gowen Strello completed the incredible redemption, and he saved the entire Green Bay!"

The host's voice was completely submerged, and the cheers from the audience surged, turning the entire Blue Castle Stadium into a sea of ​​fire.

Lance jumped up suddenly, just screaming wildly, "Touchdown! Touchdown! Touchdown!" Apart from this sentence, his brain had completely stopped working. Turning his head, Lance tried to communicate with Ian, but he saw Theo jumping up, waving his fists, and roaring angrily at the court, "Ah! Ah! Ah!" The roars were so firm, so hot, so crazy that the veins on his neck were exposed. Theo just clenched his fists and kept roaring, as if he wanted to vent all his emotions in his heart.

Gao Wen finally got rid of his teammates who celebrated warmly, and then trotted all the way to the audience. All the fans tried to touch Gao Wen with their hands frantically, but Gao Wen looked at his brothers intently, then raised the rugby in his hand and shouted, "Am I handsome?"

Looking at Gao Wen's brilliant smile that made all colors lose their light, a warmth surged in Lance's eyes. Then, he raised the support stick in his hand, hit it hard, and shouted loudly, "Stralo! Strelo!" The shout quickly received the support of the fans around him, and gradually became a group of people. All the audience shouted in unison:

Strello! Strello! Strello!
Chapter completed!