Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 1075 - 1074 A single tree cannot support a great weight.

Beep, beep beep beep——

The match, declared over.

Watt stood there panting, quietly watching the scoreboard on the field, a deep sense of powerlessness pulling his heart down slowly.

"23:38."

The final score remained unchanged.

In the fourth quarter, neither the Kansas City Chiefs nor the Houston Texans managed to score again, with the Special Duty Group being the busiest on both teams. The match time was exhausted in a series of three-outs and exchanged punts.

The Houston Texans ultimately... failed to pull off an upset, only playing well for two quarters, and in the end, regrettably suffered defeat.

The Kansas City Chiefs withstood the pressure and impact, defeating the Houston Texans to maintain their momentum, remaining undefeated at home for two seasons in a row, and starting the new season with a six-game winning streak——

Unstoppable, matchless!

Last season, the Kansas City Chiefs started with a five-game winning streak, only to be stopped by the New England Patriots, ending their undefeated streak.

But this time, the Kansas City Chiefs withstood the pressure, didn’t repeat the same mistakes, and with an impressive performance, continued their stance, proving themselves again.

Looking back on the tumultuous off-season this year, one can’t help but admire the foresight and wisdom of the Kansas City Chiefs’ management team——

Early preparations, forward-looking, the steps towards a three-peat began right after last season’s Super Bowl ended. Not only do they have ambition, but they also don’t just say it casually, showing unwavering faith from all angles.

Strong!

Indeed formidable.

However, Watt was still unwilling.

He knew the Kansas City Chiefs were the more favored side, and winning in the end was an expected result. The Houston Texans being able to push the two-time defending champions to such a state was already a surprise.

He understood the reason.

But he still found it hard to accept.

What he wanted was not a narrow defeat, but a victory.

His heart, slowly sinking, eventually left his body unable to support that force any longer, and he collapsed, exhausted and powerless, lying on the grass.

The afternoon sun was slightly glaring, making Watt involuntarily close his eyes.

Pant, pant, the flame in his chest continued to burn unyieldingly, that stinging and soreness spreading in every cell, an indescribable suffocation dragging him into darkness.

He longed for victory.

He believed that they could win, that they could defeat the Kansas City Chiefs, that they could go further in the playoffs and challenge the throne, and he believed they had the capability to compete for the Super Bowl Championship.

However, once again, he hit a wall.

The bitterness and struggle almost swallowed him up.

If he had tried harder, fought a bit more, would the result have been different?

At this moment, the sunlight on his cheek seemed to disappear.

Watt reflexively opened his eyes and saw a face in the outline of the sun, features unclear due to the backlight, yet he could still catch the brightness and clarity in those eyes, glowing with vigour even amidst sweat and steam.

"Hey, JJ, are you laying here secretly wiping your tears?"

One could tell right away it was that guy, Li Wei.

Watt didn’t even lift his eyelids, "Get lost. Even if I were wiping tears, I would do it openly and honestly. It’s already 2019, do men still have to hide to wipe their tears?"

"Hahaha." Li Wei laughed heartily, "From the sound of it, you’re doing fine. I was worried you’d be here, heartbroken."

Watt, "Hey, the wound just opened, and you’re already rushing over to sprinkle salt? I thought you were the League’s goodwill ambassador."

Li Wei shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, no, who stays kind these days? It’s the glory days for villains now, just call me Thanos."

"Ha..." Watt burst out laughing, only to choke on his own saliva, coughing intensely, followed by pain in his lungs and ribs, curling up like a shrimp.

Beside him, Li Wei was laughing uproariously, showing no intent to help.

Watt finally caught his breath, glared at Li Wei with a face full of resignation, "You did that on purpose, looking down on me lying here?"

Li Wei nodded, "If not now, then when else would there be a chance."

Despite saying so, Li Wei stepped forward and extended his right hand.

Watt grabbed Li Wei’s right hand, ready to stand up, but unexpectedly yanked Li Wei without warning. Usually well-behaved and serious, Watt had never played a prank, catching Li Wei completely off guard, causing him to fall head over heels.

"Hahaha, hahaha."

Watt laughed heartily, without restraint.

Li Wei lay on the ground, shortly surprised and annoyed, then waved his hand, "Alright, alright, I know you lost today, so I’ll let you win this time."

Watt’s laughter was cut off, face full of grievance, let out a long sigh, and lamented to the sky.

Li Wei sat up, looking at Watt’s back, inadvertently revealing a trace of sigh and loneliness.

On one hand, due to injuries and age, Watt’s dominance on the field was indeed declining.

On the other hand, the Houston Texans had never given strong support, not just players, but the management team’s strategies in draft and free market often missed the mark, thus wasting year after year.

Watt was also flesh and blood, he couldn’t change or control so many things.

"Hey, JJ." Ansen called out.

The brief vulnerability and sadness Watt had shown vanished without a trace immediately, he revved up, looking at Li Wei.

Li Wei said, "Wanna come to Kansas City? Your team can’t rely on you alone trying to hold it together alone?"

Watt was startled, then laughed, "Rookie, that’s a good joke."

No hesitation, no wavering, not a bit.

Though Watt had many disagreements with the team’s decisions, his character remained loyal and steadfast. He knew the Houston Texans had not yet developed into a championship team, but he would never forget that without the Houston Texans, he wouldn’t be who he was now; he was always grateful.

Watt looked at Li Wei, "Though it’s not perfect, it’s still my team."

Li Wei understood intuitively, although he disagreed——

Watt’s loyalty to the Houston Texans was indisputable, and the Houston Texans never mistreated Watt, that’s a fact.

But if the Houston Texans can’t find more opportunities in the playoffs, if Watt faces injury troubles again, Li Wei believed the one to turn their back on the relationship first would be the Houston Texans.

In the Professional League, the only eternal truth is interest.

Look at this game, in the fourth quarter, the only one still running full throttle, still calling out loudly, was Watt alone. Even as hope for turnaround dimmed, as the situation became increasingly challenging, Watt never gave up, tapping into all his energy.

But what about Watson?

He usually acted high and mighty, reiterating again and again that the quarterback was the core of the team. When the situation truly demanded a quarterback to step up, though, he was nowhere to be seen, sitting idly without spirit or presence.

Is this kind of team worth Watt’s wholehearted devotion?

Li Wei held his own stance.

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