Dominate the Super Bowl

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"Kickoff, dropping back, Danord is observing, Danord is stepping back, Danord is looking for a passing target, this time he didn't release the ball quickly."

"The Trojan's offensive tactics fooled the Crimson Tide Storm, the defensive line didn't step up to apply pressure, which gave Danord enough time to observe."

"A long pass?"

"A medium pass!"

"Danord chooses his most trusted target, number nine Schuster, trying to complete a twenty-yard pass connection for a deep strike."

"Schuster is getting free, Humphrey is not budging, once Schuster can shake off Humphrey's defense, the entire backfield will be wide open."

"Schuster and Humphrey are completely entangled, Schuster unable to break free, could only make a forced jump, Humphrey couldn't support his body."

"Schuster breaks free!"

"Schuster!"

"Juju Smith Schuster!"

"Ah..."

"Interception!"

"Unbelievable! While losing his balance, Humphrey yanked the tooth from the tiger's mouth, and before Schuster could complete the catch, snatched the ball away first."

"That's an interception!"

"God, the Trojans moving step by step, with a solid offense actually hit a brick wall head-on. After consecutive steady advances and readying a sudden strike in the backfield, the Trojan's most reliable wide receiver Schuster failed to secure the position, and watched helplessly as the football was snatched from his palms, Humphrey completing an impressive interception."

"Wait, oh, wait, Humphrey is still on the return."

"Interception return!"

Humphrey, fully focused, was calm and concentrated. Even though he didn't have the upper hand in the skirmish and entanglement, he firmly secured his position.

Patience, then more patience.

Even though Juju had already made the first jump, Humphrey didn't hurry, using his body in a backward lean to press down, relying on Juju's body to come from behind.

He jumps!

He raises his hand!

Yanking the tooth from the tiger's mouth.

He firmly plucked the football between Juju's hands ahead of time, protecting the ball tightly amid collisions and bumps.

Falling.

Landing.

A bout of turbulence.

Humphrey wisely put his center of gravity entirely on Juju, using him as a cushion to absorb the shock, with his feet feeling the solid ground once again.

Juju simply couldn't believe his eyes, staring at Humphrey with a look of astonishment on his face, but he had already completely lost control of his body, the center of gravity leaning back.

In the brief moment, Juju clearly saw Humphrey turning his head, taking a quick glance at him, the smile in his helmet splitting open like that of a clown.

The gaping maw, torn open just like that.

In an instant, dragging Juju into the sewer, descending into a sea of blood, with only a peripheral glimpse able to barely capture that rapidly vanishing red figure.

Dammit, dammit dammit dammit!

But what about Humphrey?

Like a faithless lover, used and discarded, he turned and left without even having time to pull up his pants, leaving a shadow behind, accelerating once more.

Rocking, chaotic, turbulent.

Humphrey moves forward with uneven steps, regaining his balance and equilibrium, unfurling the return, his agile footsteps displaying the cornerback's abilities.

Cornerback, matched with the wide receiver, although a cornerback's catching ability is average, they share the same speed, agility, and flexibility as a wide receiver.

At this moment, Humphrey enters the wide receiver mode, his nimble steps pulling away, quickly rushing out five yards and bravely crashing into the meat grinder, as the Trojans' offensive group blanches and hurries to encircle him, the roles of offense and defense switching places.

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

One thud after another, muffled impacts explode out.

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"Five yards!"

"Ten yards!"

"The Trojans' offensive group reacted very quickly, immediately forming a surround, straight arm block! Humphrey didn't give up, Humphrey tried to break free from the tackle!"

"Oh, what a pity."

"Humphrey is not a running back, his ability to break tackles is clearly not his strong suit."

"Humphrey was tackled to the ground."

"His steps finally stopped near the Crimson Tide Storm's thirty-seven-yard line."

"Beautiful!"

"Brilliant!"

"Wow, I mean, this is undoubtedly one of the best openings I've ever seen."

"Crimson Tide Storm kicked off with a perfect performance, both the first two waves of offense and defense were nothing short of perfect. The defending champions are making their presence felt."

Roar!

Humphrey vigorously slammed the football to the ground, turned around toward Zhu Zhu's direction, and let out a roar like the Hulk, showing off his bicep muscles.

Then.

Turning his back to Zhu Zhu, Humphrey started shaking his butt like Crayon Shin-chan, humming and singing cheerfully.

"Elephant, elephant, why is your nose so long?"

Zhu Zhu turned pale with anger: Damn.

The Crimson Tide Storm's defensive group players watched this scene with their jaws dropped, totally unprepared for Humphrey's celebration dance, then all their eyes turned to Li Wei.

Li Wei, who was laughing carefree on the sideline, noticed all eyes on him, raised his hands innocently in a gesture of surrender:

I have no idea, really, more real than gold.

The next second, Humphrey turned around and rushed towards Li Wei, raising his right hand high for a celebratory high five.

Li Wei was as stunned as a wooden chicken: Great, now I'm caught with mud in my pants, it's definitely that, even if it's not that.

Humphrey, not caring, bounced around contently and even performed an encore of the "Elephant Dance."

Forcing Zhu Zhu to go through third-gear changes three times in a row wasn't something good for Humphrey, but now it's all erased, an interception saving everything.

Now, they were even.

Zhu Zhu watched Humphrey continuing to shake his butt, nearly choked on his breath, and couldn't swallow. He saw the beginning of the story but did not anticipate its development. He opened his mouth, wanting to swear back, but Humphrey simply ignored him and walked off.

He actually… just… left…

Zhu Zhu hung out to dry, his expression hidden inside the helmet one of total dismay.

Then, Zhu Zhu witnessed the scene:

Humphrey finally ended his celebration, high-fiving Li Wei, Hertz, and others, then took on a dashing pose of a fadeaway shot right in front of Li Wei, as if gesturing for Li Wei to take an open shot and seize the opportunity to extend their lead.

Zhu Zhu: Do you think our end zone is a public bus? Easy to hop on and off as you please?

Damn!

No, no, no, absolutely not!

If the Trojans were intercepted and then the Crimson Tide Storm scored right away, with under five minutes into the game both ends being utterly defeated, how could they continue the match? Could the defending champions bully them just like that?

It's okay, there's still a chance to salvage the situation. If, in the next round of offense and defense, the Trojans could stop the Crimson Tide Storm, keeping the impact of the interception under control and cutting their losses in time, then the direction of the game would still be unknown.

In a football game, even if Zhu Zhu wanted to counterattack on the spot, the rules wouldn't allow it. The Trojans' offensive group wasted their chance, now they must pray for their defensive group to do their job, striking out the Crimson Tide Storm's offensive group so that Danord and Zhu Zhu could take the field again.

And now?

Even if Zhu Zhu was raring to go, he had to hold it in.

But what if the Trojans' defensive group couldn't stop the Crimson Tide Storm's offensive group from continuing to score?

No, no, no, absolutely not!

That's not how the story should go, he hadn't shown his strength yet, hadn't fully dominated, and hadn't properly crushed the opposition.

Dammit!