Chapter 229: 228 Goat Sacrificial Offering to Heaven
"Li Wei!"
"Li Wei, Li Wei, Li Wei, in the final moments, Li Wei still didn't give the New England Patriots defensive group an easy time. With an incredible performance, he crushed the home team's ground defense once again, sealing the game with a touchdown."
"My God!"
"Not even the boldest, wildest, most reckless predictor could have foreseen this scene. The highlight of the 2017 season opener was actually a running back."
"Without a doubt, the Kansas City Chiefs' number twenty-three Top Scholar announced his spectacular arrival with a perfect game. He not only delivered a powerful response to all the critics but also proved that Veach and Reed's gamble at the draft paid off, starting their season by defeating the defending champions."
"Before the season opener, the doubts surrounding Li Wei never stopped. Did he deserve the third pick? Was he worth the Kansas City Chiefs' extensive efforts? Was the choice of two running backs by the Kansas City Chiefs a foolish one?"
"Could he keep up in professional play? Could he continue his NCAA's brilliant performance? Could he prove Asian players' capability in Football confrontations? Could he withstand the pressure and prove himself?"
"Well, here is the answer."
"Rushed for 188 yards, three rushing touchdowns."
"Of course, there was also a 91-yard kickoff return for a touchdown at the start."
"The young number twenty-three dominated the game with an unmatched performance, and one could even say he single-handedly destroyed the New England Patriots' ground defense, completely turning the tide of the game in the fourth quarter."
"Oh, don't forget, the final quarter began with the defending champions six points ahead, but they ended up losing by fifteen points to their opponents."
"Hey, NFL, take note, Li Wei has arrived."
In the studio, Michaels and Collinsworth were undoubtedly mesmerized by Li Wei's jaw-dropping performance—
Praise flowed ceaselessly.
In an NFL-level arena, every year sees newcomers, each time talents emerge. There are plenty of impressive rookies, not to mention Robert Griffin III, who, before becoming injury-prone, silenced all experts as a phenomenal talent; but such level of performance?
Michaels thought for a moment. Although he still needed to check some data, as far as he could remember, no other player had matched this feat.
188 yards?
Three touchdowns?
A kickoff return for a touchdown at the start, and a 40-yard rush to close the suspense of the match, even adding insult to injury by taunting the opponents in a manner akin to dancing on their graves?
This was, without a doubt, a dominant performance.
Adrian Peterson in his first professional game had only 103 yards rushing along with a 60-yard pass reception for a touchdown.
But now, Li Wei had raised the bar for rookie debuts by two whole levels.
Now, the 2017 draft class of other young players must feel pressured; moreover, other teams' defensive groups should also be wary—
Do not underestimate Li Wei, or the cost could be steep.
Even the Goat has already lost and paid tribute.
Michaels couldn't help but rub his hands together, feeling this season might be quite interesting.
And on the field?
Li Wei, honestly, was somewhat disappointed.
He had been expecting a grand spectacle of jeers and middle fingers from the entire stadium.
For an away team, the more vicious and vulgar the home fans' curses, the better their performance was, and this was the highest praise.
Unfortunately, the New England Patriots and the Kansas City Chiefs were not archenemies, and as this was only the season opener, not a do-or-die battle for a playoff spot, Gillette Stadium lost its spirit after the defeat.
Wrist clenching.
Li Wei thought, the next time he visited Gillette Stadium, he would need to try harder to truly awaken the fierce and ruthless curses from Gillette Stadium.
Indeed, the rookie still needed to keep pushing himself. Keep it up!
Just as Li Wei surveyed the entire field and clenched his fists silently, he turned around and was met face-to-face by number twelve, coming toward him confidently.
Wait, he remembered his name, he definitely remembered it, what was it...
"Brady. Tom Brady." In blue jersey number twelve, he reached out his right hand to Li Wei, introducing himself with a smile yet through gritted teeth.
Clearly, the reporters had relayed Li Wei's "ignorance" to Brady, who, despite emphasizing that he didn't mind on the surface, still remembered it.
Thus, upon facing each other, Brady gave Li Wei a direct response, his competitive stance surge secretly, tensing the atmosphere instantly.
Li Wei, however, felt no burden, since it wasn't his first time offending someone by not remembering names, and it was certainly not going to be the last.
Li Wei calmly took Brady's extended right hand and smiled, "Goat, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Li Wei."
This respectful yet assertive reply slightly startled Brady—
Goat?
Neither to agree nor to deny.
Brady, who had faced countless big moments, was momentarily at a loss, but he still managed to keep his cool and shook Li Wei's hand firmly.
"Looking forward to our next meeting."
Brady, a five-time Super Bowl champion, how could he just explode in rage and swear over one loss? He knew better than anyone that the last one to laugh would be the victor, and all other matches were just processes of refining and testing toward the championship.
Of course, he hated losing.
Furthermore, Brady admitted that this match was lost to Li Wei, if it were not for Li Wei's burst in the fourth quarter... but there were no ifs.
Brady deeply despised this loss, having slapped himself harshly; but he did not lose his sanity or look ferocious, because he knew he had met Li Wei and was one hundred percent sure he would not underestimate this rookie again.
As for the next meeting?
The proof of the pudding is in the eating.
Moreover, according to the schedule, if the New England Patriots and the Kansas City Chiefs would meet again, it had to be in this season's playoffs, otherwise, their next clash would be three years later.
Brady was very eager to meet Li Wei again and personally knock him out of the playoffs, he really couldn't wait for that day, so until then, he vowed that the Kansas City Chiefs would keep pushing hard.
"Good luck," Brady said, staring meaningfully at the rookie in front of him.
Li Wei didn't know Brady's thoughts, but he could read the fighting spirit and killer intent in Brady's eyes, and he returned the gaze sincerely, "Good luck, let's push hard together!"
Brady: ???
Wait, did Li Wei just look at him with a face full of encouragement?
Encouragement? From a rookie?
Brady was taken aback, not knowing how to react for a moment, and by the time he was ready to leave, he just remembered his purpose.
"Ah, Li Wei, the jersey."
Brady pointed to his own jersey.
In football matches, jersey exchanges are rare after the game, mainly because the jerseys have armor under them, making them inconvenient to put on and take off; and football does not have such a tradition.
However, over the years, there have still been a few, as long as the players are willing.
Brady proposing a jersey exchange was his way of commemorating this rookie; meanwhile, Li Wei was surprised—
This was his professional career's first game and first victory's jersey, the collar torn by Harrison and the Chung Family, so memorable, he had planned to gift it to his parents as a keepsake.
But...
Well, since the Goat had taken the initiative to ask, he might as well satisfy his wish, albeit reluctantly.