Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 147 146 The Battle of Beliefs

"Roar, Crimson Tide!"

"Roar, Crimson Tide!"

The whole Richmond James Stadium was submerged, enveloped, seized, shaken, spreading mightily across the entire Tampa Bay.

Just when everyone thought the young Sweeney had successfully outsmarted Saban, Saban showed his cunning and wisdom once again.

The suspense, came back, the suspense over victory and defeat truly returned.

Humphrey leaped, fiercely guarding the football, protecting the possession with his life—

Suppressed throughout the game, he had been holding it in.

Humphrey was also very dissatisfied with his performance, from the game against the University of Washington to this one against Clemson University, his performance had not reached the level of regular season. In addition to anxiety, he also felt some self-reproach.

Until now, standing on the edge of a cliff, he finally seized the opportunity for a small act of self-redemption.

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Ah! Ah ah ah!

But this time, Humphrey didn't celebrate excessively; once the crowd dispersed, he was the first to grab the football and rush to the sideline, thrusting the football into Jacobs' arms, his smile bursting forth.

"Josh, the game's not over,"

They were still fighting side by side, including the effort that was Jacobs' part.

Jacobs, holding the football, stood there as if petrified.

But Humphrey had already turned to face Li Wei, giving him a big hug, "Buddy, it's up to you guys now."

The heart, it pounded wildly in the chest.

Finally!

The defensive group finally caught up at a critical moment, creating opportunities for the offensive group. Humphrey looked at Li Wei, with so many things to say but not knowing how to start, in the end, he just clenched his fist and hit Li Wei's shoulder hard, "We fight together."

And the captain of the defensive group, Allen, was at the back, arriving belatedly. He still felt somewhat guilty; if the defensive group had found their form earlier, would they have avoided this predicament?

Looking up, Allen saw Li Wei.

Li Wei held out his fist, waiting.

Immediately after, Hertz unhesitatingly spiked the ball to stop the clock, wasting a down but exchanging it for a pause in the game time, giving Saban time to strategize.

At this moment, the Crimson Tide Storm had reached just eleven yards from the End Zone, a step away from the Red Zone, and also had to face the previously unseen dense defense of the Clemson Tigers defense team.

The difficulty increased drastically.

And with it, the whole situation changed.

Fifty-three seconds left in the game time, and with no timeouts remaining, it meant that this spike was their last chance to strategize. After this, there would be no more opportunities; they had to give it their all in one single push.

The air grew tenser and tenser.

Second and ten.

Hertz attempted to find Tight End Howard, hoping to take advantage of the Tight End's size matchup in the short-pass area to overpower the defense. However, the pass was too low, and Howard, catching the football below the knee and thigh level, was unable to turn around and advance. He had no choice but to quickly go down to avoid wasting time.

Here again, one could see the cunning of Sweeney—

In fact, the Defensive group could disrupt the pass, but by doing so, they would automatically help Alabama Crimson Tide Storm stop the game time. Therefore, they deliberately did not close in immediately, instead allowing Howard to make the catch and then completing the encirclement and interception, letting the time continue to tick away.

The Alabama Crimson Tide Storm didn't have any time to catch their breath, they immediately stood up, lined up, and started the play, everything going into high-speed operation.

Third and seven.

Hertz handed the ball to Li Wei, who attempted to break through the bustling defense, but the Clemson Tigers were mentally prepared for this, using their sheer numbers tactic to completely cut off Li Wei's hopes.

He forced his way through for five yards, but still lacked support afterwards.

Fourth and two.

This was the real desperate situation.

Actually, the choices left for Alabama Crimson Tide Storm were quite clear now; they didn't need to try for a field goal because making it would be meaningless. Going for it on fourth down was the only option, success or failure hinging on this single play.

Yet, time kept flowing away, twenty-five seconds, twenty-four seconds...

With each hesitation and each tension, the door of hope closed a bit more, twenty-three seconds, twenty-two seconds...

Sweeney and Saban were continuously giving hand signals, competing for every precious second to unfold their plans, the suspense of the entire season's victory or defeat hinged on this moment.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands, Clark took the stage.

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