Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 874 - 873 to overcome the hard with gentleness
Chapter 874: 873 to overcome the hard with gentleness
Donald’s burst was lightning-quick, slicing through the defense like a lone blue streak cutting against a sea of white, surging forward with unstoppable momentum.
Like an arrow, aimed straight at the heart.
By the time Mahomes handed the football to Li Wei, Donald was already barreling in, closing the distance in mere moments, his arms spreading wide, ready to secure the tackle.
A moment of sheer devastation, leaving no time even to catch one’s breath.
Mahomes was startled but instinctively lunged at Donald to try and stop him. Still, propelled by inertia, Donald managed to beat Mahomes by a split second.
Mahomes: “Damn it.”
But Li Wei had no time to curse, no time even to be surprised. As Donald charged at him, bearing down ferociously, Li Wei had only one thought in his mind:
Protect the ball.
Li Wei knew just how devastating Donald’s sheer impact could be; even a slight lapse in focus could lead to a fumble.
In the football world, fans endlessly debate one topic: “Which is more spectacular, an interception or a sack?”
Everyone has their own opinions, but the mainstream consensus is that while a sack showcases the physical thrill and essence of football, an interception holds greater strategical significance as it shifts possession.
In Donald’s dictionary, though, why choose only one? Only those lacking skill need to choose. A true beast takes both.
Sack, force a fumble, and reclaim possession.
A triple crown, executed in one seamless motion—this was the height of Donald’s prime, a time when his power against both quarterbacks and running backs struck terror into hearts.
After all, during Rookie Training Camp, when others were boasting about managing twenty-something bench presses, Donald had already reached thirty-five reps, leaving opponents swallowing hard at the thought.
So when Li Wei sensed the crisis, his immediate reaction was to shield the ball—
In that frantic moment, Li Wei even forgot that this was a fourth-down gamble. Failing to convert here would still mean turning over possession.
Nonetheless, in this very instant, Li Wei was utterly focused, mind clear of distractions. After a grueling half of the Super Bowl and nearly two full quarters of clashing, as he once again faced Donald’s bull-like charge, Li Wei was starting to adjust.
Step back, one step, a step and a half.
Though Li Wei retreated quickly, Donald’s momentum and speed still had the upper hand. Donald closed in immediately, leaving no escape.
Precise, forceful, ferocious.
Bam.
“Donald VS Li Wei,” a head-on collision.
At that moment, Donald realized his strength had hit nothing but air—
What the hell?
In a split second, Li Wei sidestepped, shifting slightly to align his right shoulder with Donald’s right shoulder.
This was Donald’s signature move: using tight-angle misdirection to create mismatch positioning, avoiding a frontal collision while delivering a shoulder-to-shoulder blow, leveraging sheer force to bulldoze through opponents. A method honed into perfection, leaving rivals with no time to react, Donald would storm through them like a freight train.
Unstoppable.
But it was also Li Wei’s trump card.
Clark: “I’ve seen this move before! The very first day the rookie tried out for the team!”
The exact same feint, the exact same misalignment, the exact same shoulder-barging technique. Only, where Donald would simply plow forward to achieve a crushing breakthrough, Li Wei adopted the subtle art of yielding to redirect force, spinning away with a pliant finesse.
Clockwise, spin, reposition.
Everything happened in a flash.
Donald tried to regain control of his body, only to find that Li Wei had used his momentum against him. Sticking close to Donald’s frame, Li Wei pivoted a full 360 degrees, shedding Donald behind him and creating open space ahead.
Hah!
The crowd collectively gasped, watching Donald’s sure-kill charge disintegrate before their eyes as Li Wei wriggled free against all odds.
Donald’s chest seized up. He didn’t even have time for regret before he tried to pivot and give chase. But as soon as his turn was halfway complete, another force slammed into him from behind, toppling him forward and throwing him off balance completely—
Mahomes!
Meanwhile, Li Wei paid no attention to the chaos behind him. His entire right shoulder was numb—so numb, it didn’t even hurt. There was simply no sensation at all.
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Not just his shoulder—the numbness extended through his arm, his body, and even down his thighs. His head spun dizzily, balance teetering as though he were standing on a trampoline.
But there was no time to hesitate, no time to recover. His body moved instinctively, ahead of his mind.
Push off.
A single act—a forceful push with his legs against the ground. He relied on the repeated motion of his feet to regain his equilibrium even as he surged forward, every step faltering but determined.
One step, two steps, three steps.
In the space of a single breath, his vision cleared once more.
Right ahead: a wide-open lane.
In the brief but fierce clash between Li Wei and Donald, the Los Angeles Rams Defense remained focused on Kelsey and the others, distracted by the Chiefs’ feints. In a fraction of a second, they failed to notice Li Wei’s escape, giving him the space his team’s misdirection had worked so hard to create.
The first-down marker was within reach.
Crossing it would seal the fourth-and-two conversion. Even if the remaining defenders reacted now, they wouldn’t have enough time to stop him.
Except for one—
Defensive tackle, Ndamukong Suh.
Known across the league as “Violent Suh,” “The Man Everyone Loves to Hate,” and “Ndamukong Infamous Suh.”
In 2010, drafted second overall by the Detroit Lions, Suh entered the league with accolades, including three All-America First Team selections, two All-America Second Team honors, five Pro Bowl appearances, and a strong case for being part of the NFL’s All-Decade Team for the 2010s.
Yet, despite his elite skill, the Rams were already his third team in eight seasons. He could never seem to remain with one team for long.
The root cause? Suh’s dirty play, infamous across the league, was a problem that persisted despite repeated warnings and penalties.
From reporters to players to fans, almost no one liked him. Suh broke records—not for his performance, but for the most personal fouls in two seasons, the highest number of league fines over four years, and being voted “Dirtiest Player in the NFL” by his peers. He was widely dubbed “The Least Likeable Player in the League” by numerous outlets.
Despite his undeniable talent, Suh’s sportsmanship—or lack thereof—left many appalled. He wasn’t just provocative; he seemed to genuinely relish injuring others.
To him, football felt less like a sport and more like an officially sanctioned melee.
This made him a headache for general managers, who hesitated to sign him despite his skills.
This offseason, the Los Angeles Rams signed Suh to a one-year contract amidst a flood of criticism from across the league. The Rams were clearly assembling a mercenary squad to launch an all-out bid for the Super Bowl. Besides Suh, they had also signed several other top-tier veterans on one-year deals—
Their intent was as plain as day to everyone.
This approach earned the Rams the nickname “Cosmic Rams,” a term originally coined as a jab. Much like Real Madrid’s “Galácticos” strategy, they aimed to forge a Galactic Battleship for a single season with no regard for building long-term team chemistry, leveraging hired guns to claim the Super Bowl title, strengthen their foothold in the Los Angeles market, and generate economic returns before worrying about team rebuilding.
“Cosmic Rams” began as a sarcastic insult.
But criticism aside, the Rams had bulldozed their way into the Super Bowl!
And now, in this critical moment late in the first half, with fourth-and-two on the line, Li Wei had dodged Donald’s assault and seemed poised to break through—but Ndamukong Suh loomed ahead, blocking his path to victory—
Mercenary? So what. As long as the job gets done and the goal is achieved, a championship is still a championship, even if it’s earned by a squad of mercenaries!
