Dominate the Super Bowl

"Spectacular!"

"Wow, spectacular!"

"Orakpo pulls off a beautiful block, intercepting Smith's pass midway and almost managing a pick, the suspense is still on!"

"At the crucial moment, the Tennessee Titans' defensive group has brought playoff-level intensity, just like in the season's two victories over the Jacksonville Jaguars, showing the team's spirit with their fierce and strong play at key moments."

"Now, the Tennessee Titans must keep the Kansas City Chiefs behind the forty-yard line, where Chiefs' rookie kicker Harrison Buck still faces immense pressure."

"Even though Buck has made a fifty-three-yard field goal this season, regular season and playoffs are ultimately different, with a whole different level of pressure."

"So, the Tennessee Titans have no room for retreat; they must hold their opponents back, now displaying the intensity and strength of their red zone defense, this young Titan team bringing out the conviction to win."

On the sideline, Harrison Buck is practicing his kicks over and over again, preparing for the final game-deciding kick.

In the second week of the regular season, Chiefs' rookie kicker Jack Elliott had the chance to make a game-winning kick against the Philadelphia Eagles; he made a beautiful gamble of a kick, but unfortunately, it wasn't successful.

At that time, the Eagles were beset with injuries, hastily signing Elliott from the Cincinnati Bengals' practice squad, who had failed to secure a starting position.

Buck's story is quite similar.

In this year's draft, Buck was selected in the seventh round, 233rd overall by the Carolina Panthers, but unfortunately, he lost out in the competition for a starting position and thus joined the practice squad. Little did he know the Chiefs' starting kicker would be added to the injury list, so in the third week of regular season, Buck hastily packed his bags and came to Kansas City to become the starting kicker for the Chiefs.

In fact, so far Buck has performed excellently—

Point-after-touchdown (PAT) success rate, 100%.

Field goal success rate, 100%.

And, he has even made a fifty-three-yard field goal; undoubtedly, Buck is one of the most stable and outstanding kickers this season.

But now, the situation is different.

This is the playoffs, this is the game-decider, this is the chance to turn the whole season around.

Buck's heart is racing without stop.

Taking a deep breath, Buck turns his head towards the field, where he can see number 23, so focused, so committed, and so persistent, his fighting spirit burning brightly.

He, too, wants to burn just as fiercely on the field.

Forty-yard line, third and six.

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Smith keeps throwing short passes; the Tennessee Titans simply give up on pressuring the quarterback, resorting to an impenetrable red zone defense to cut off all passing routes. Although Smith still completes connections through quick short passes and relies on strategies like picking apart double coverage to advance the ball, it remains a disadvantage.

After every catch, the receivers face at least double-team coverage, sometimes even four men; even with the help of offensive teammates blocking for them, they are still outnumbered, resulting in less than ideal progress on each advance.

Two yards, three yards, five yards.

Mostly it's these short gains; the Titans' strategy is simple yet aggressive, treating the middle of the field like a red zone, fighting for every inch, and sticking together at each confrontation.

Moreover, Smith can't keep throwing towards the sidelines because the Titans are alert, preventing the Chiefs players from catching the ball and going out of bounds. This strategy, aimed primarily at interceptions, puts immense pressure on Smith to be exceptionally accurate with his passes.

At the critical moment, Smith, as a quarterback, has once again exposed his limited ceiling.

The situation becomes entangled.

Although the Kansas City Chiefs are still advancing, the outlook is grim, and there's precious little time left in the game—

Twenty-seven seconds.

The outcome hinges on this play.

Conveniently, the Kansas Chiefs use the upcoming down without a completed pass to set up their offensive formation.

Attention, bustling and gathering, is all focused on Li Wei.

Okalapo hesitated. Wait a minute, shouldn't the quarterback take on the responsibility of the final kill? Li Wei was just a running back, and a rookie at that. Reed wouldn't be crazy enough to do that, right? Moreover, ground attacks in the last moments were indeed too time-consuming. During this offensive drive, Kansas City Chiefs had been using Li Wei almost like a wide receiver. They wouldn't change their minds, would they?

Then, Okalapo's gaze shifted to Smith.

In his memory, Smith rarely showed special expressions at critical moments. But now, not knowing what Li Wei had said, Smith and the other players around him burst into laughter, able to joke and laugh even at a life-and-death juncture.

Involuntarily, Okalapo's eyes drifted back to Li Wei once more.

Calm, composed, head held high, his smile bright.

He exuded an air of leisure from the inside out, as if the tension and anxiety that permeated the field couldn't affect him at all, effortlessly drawing everyone's gaze.

So, was Li Wei the key, or just a decoy?

Okalapo felt a headache coming on, but there was no time to hesitate, as the Kansas City Chiefs had already lined up.

Could this be the Kansas City Chiefs' final offensive play?

The whole field, holding its breath.

Even Buck, who was practicing kicking, couldn't help but stop and turn to look.

The constant wind suddenly ceased, and the whole world seemed to hit the pause button, as if all breaths and heartbeats stopped with it.

"Attack!"

A shout ripped through the air, followed by the sounds of helmets clashing and bodies colliding, exploding like landmines in all directions.

Okalapo's first reaction was to halt in his steps, quickly scan around, and subconsciously prepare to backpedal, still wary of the Kansas City Chiefs' short pass offense; but the next second he couldn't help but silently curse to himself.

Damn it!

A run play.

In the most important and critical offensive play of the entire game, the Kansas City Chiefs surprisingly did not opt for a pass, but once again decided to hand the football to the running back.

Actually, the logic wasn't hard to understand.

Just like the previous offensive drive where the Tennessee Titans had on third-and-seventeen handed the football to Henry to push forward some yards on the ground and consume time; but the difference was that the Titans were aiming for a better punting position, while the Chiefs were now aiming for a better field goal position—

The strategy was clear at a glance.

The Kansas City Chiefs needed to consume time, gain yards, and entrust the suspense of a do-or-die battle to the rookie kicker, Buck.

However!

The defensive tactics of the Tennessee Titans had not changed, still adopting a consistent response to all variations.

The misalignment between each other's attacks and defenses brought a subtle change to the confrontation.

Okalapo wasn't panicking: It didn't matter, they had heavily fortified the short pass area, and even if it was a running play, they could swiftly keep up, use a sea of players to drown Li Wei, and give him a taste of hitting a wall head-on.

The Tennessee Titans had not lost the initiative!

Pausing his steps, Okalapo burst forward again; it was within a split second that he was once more caught off guard—

Smith played no tricks, no feints, no sham moves—he handed the football to Li Wei immediately, vying for time and space for Li Wei to advance, pushing forward as many yards as possible to secure the field goal.

After taking the football from Smith's hands, Li Wei continued the fluidity of the moment, his steps not halting nor delaying as he surged straight forward.

Wait, straight forward?

Was Li Wei actually planning to break through the middle head-on?

No way...