Charles Woodson's attention remained highly focused. Although his pace was a little slow and his muscles were a little sore. After the high-intensity confrontation throughout the game, his physical strength and energy had reached a brand new extreme, but Woodson also understood that the difference between victory and loss was often the difference in this breath.

Hold on to this breath, that breath!

Exercise force, exert full force, from the calf to the knee, the movement of pushing the ground seemed to feel the shaking vibration of the entire ground, and the body pushed out at full speed in the midst of excitement. Woodson held his breath firmly, refused to be discouraged, and his eyes sharply locked in Brees' movement.

Although he was slightly behind, Woodson was not nervous or anxious at all. He focused on observing Brees' movement. His eyes kept looking at the downward arc of the football, and finally judged Brees's intention to catch the ball and took the lead in half a beat.

Close your legs together.

Push the ground with all your might.

Strength burst.

Then his body rushed out like a rocket. Before Brees was about to catch the ball, Woodson was already the first to move, because Brees' goal was to catch the football, while Woodson's goal was to destroy the pass, so Woodson could give up stability and attack with all his strength.

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Whoosh!

The strong wind in my ears was clamoring, and Brees had been completely thrown out of sight, and Woodson's attention was focused on football.

Oops, a little bit worse!

Woodson's start-up time was a little earlier, maybe it was just a deviation in the thickness of the hair, but it might have missed the opportunity to match the rhythm, and it would not be possible to get a little more or less, but Woodson still did not give up.

Seeing that the football was about to exceed his control and then entered the receiving range of Brees, an incredible force burst out from Woodson's body. He seemed to be able to feel the push of the secondary force in the air. His upper body was completely stretched out, and his straight fingertips were trying their best to touch the limit of the far end.

A little more.

A little more.

Woodson gritted his teeth tightly, and the breath in his dantian made his body completely lighter, floating like feathers. The seemingly tight muscles remained relaxed, their fingertips were completely straight, their eyes overlapped with their fingertips, and finally landed on the football.

Chi.

Touched!

With a gentle rubbing of the fingertips, rubbing the rough leather particles of the football. Woodson could even feel the croaking teeth, and then gently tweaked the fingertips, and the collision between power and rotation took a subtle energy change. Finally, you could see the football deviating from its original flight trajectory.

“Did it!”

Woodson's eyes burst out with a ray of light. He stared at the football, completely forgot about himself, and then time and space were broken. The pause of the stagnation of the sky instantly felt the gravity surging towards his body, pulling his body down fiercely.

"Bris! Woodson!"

"Woodson! Brice!"

"Bris is about to complete the catch, Woodson is unable to form a close-fitting position, and Bris has won the advantage of half a position!"

"Manning still has no passes, Manning is still observing. Manning is still spending game time. They must succeed in playing four levels, but also need to control time. Manning's brain handles multiple tasks at the same time, and the game is very, very difficult."

"Manning passes!"

"Bris! Bris is ready to catch the ball!"

"but!"

"God! Woodson takes off! Woodson blocked Brice, who used his fingertips to push the football away before Brice was about to catch the ball! Incredible! Incredible! Woodson did it! Woodson changed the flight trajectory of the football! God! How did Woodson do it?"

"Charles Woodson ruined the pass!"

"The pass is not completed!"

"Woodson did it! But how did Woodson do it? Under the extreme conditions, Woodson incredibly destroyed the pass! Almost everyone thought Woodson could not do it, but he completed an impossible task! After Harris, Woodson also strangled the New York Giants' final attempt with his top-level perfect performance!"

"Bris was not able to complete the catch! This was an unquestionable pass that was not completed! The game ended! The referee blew the whistle to the end of the game! The New York Giants' desperate pass failed, but they successfully delayed the game and consumed all the game time directly, and did not give the Green Bay Packers offensive team a chance to appear again!"

"Overtime!"

"The game is about to enter overtime!"

"God!"

"The heart is almost about to stop, and this game is really too exciting."

"In the last sixteen seconds of the game, the New York Giants chose to play the fourth place with all their might, but they had to face a serious situation, that is, if the game failed, it might be left to the opponent for counterattack. As a result, Coach Coughlin chose to play the fake run and real pass tactic to control the time. Although Manning and Brice's pass link failed, they still consumed enough game time to avoid Rogers' reappearance."

"Thrilling! Exciting! Bold! Crazy!"

"Coach Coughlin and Coach Archie showed their big hearts at the last moment. Both of them challenged the limits on the wire rope. The suspense of victory and loss was always swaying back and forth, but in the end, the two of them were still unable to distinguish between high and low, and they were still in a stalemate from strategy to state."

"Now, the regular game time of the game has ended, and the two sides have played '31:31', and the draw! The game enters overtime!"

"Overtime is undoubtedly the perfect way to end this wonderful showdown."

The whole audience was in full bloom!

New York Giants fans were wailing and sighing about missing the final chance of winning, while Green Bay Packers fans were celebrating the wonderful defense and continuing the hope of victory. The two heavens of heaven and hell sparked a surge of emotions, but neither regret nor joy could last for too long, because they both realized:

Overtime is coming!

This also means that both sides have returned to the same starting line, and the winning and losing record has truly returned to "50% vs 50%".

So, the audience's support was sensational.

"Giant! Giant!"

"Packler! On, packer!"

The vast shouts roared in my ears. Even though there were only three thousand Green Bay fans at the scene, they were hoarse and their red faces still occupied a place unswervingly, so that the heat wave could be felt in the studio. Buck and Eckman's excitement was no less than them, and their blood was roaring at the microphone.

"It's overtime again!"

"Goodbye overtime!"
Chapter completed!