Push the ground! Jump! Extend your arms! Stretch! Fly!

Hayward rushed towards Freeman with all his strength like a flying squirrel, and his unwavering eyes revealed a sharp look. Freeman just delayed the ball for a moment, and Hayward had already successfully reached the attacking front line. The interception of the offensive front line was like paper, which shows his ability.

Hayward moves forward!

Freeman retreats!

Hayward poop!

Freeman staggered!

The confrontation between advance and retreat was becoming more and more urgent. Seeing that Hayward was about to complete the sack, Freeman had nowhere to escape. In desperation, Freeman raised his right hand reflexively, threw the football lightly, crossed Hayward's head, and flew out diagonally ahead.

This is the quarterback's self-rescue in desperation, to avoid sacks and yards lost and forced to lose the ball; however, the rules stipulate that the quarterback's "lost" ball direction must have players in the offensive group, which can be determined to be that the pass has not been completed, otherwise it will be considered a passive attack, which will be fined five yards.

In other words, even though Freeman hurriedly threw the football out, Hayward still completed an outstanding frontcourt pressure.

Subconsciously, Hayward also adjusted his pace to avoid maliciously hitting the quarterback and causing fouls, while his eyes slid out with the football.

Wait, this pass arc seems a bit strange.

But Hayward could no longer see the football, and he fell into a ball with Freeman, and the next second he could hear cheers stirring inside the stadium.

What's going on? Why cheer? The sound doesn't seem to be made for an unfinished sack. Didn't the rugby fly out of bounds?

Hulala, Hayward only saw the green of a large group of people coming towards him. He could see countless steps rushing forward in his eyes: the attack is still not over?

"Nelson! Jody Nelson's run-back successfully responded to Josh Freeman. He caught Freeman's throw from the sack, and the attack was still not over!"

"Lamack Brown is opening the way for Nelson! God! The Wildcats' offensive team keeps their attention highly focused. Although the pressure from the defensive team broke expectations, the offensive team's reaction was not weak at all. The excellent on-the-spot change solved the crisis. Now the opportunity has come to the Wildcats!"

"Previously, the Oaks' defense team's net-style defense cut off the passing line, but the entire second-line defense was pushed into a far-reaching area by the receivers-

This looked like a long pass attempt, but Hayward disrupted the Wildcats' party and successfully destroyed Freeman's pass plan. Unexpectedly, after Nelson ran back and completed the reception, there was a clear gap in the Oaks' frontcourt! Now Nelson and Brown are rushing forward side by side!”

"Twenty-five yard line!"

"Twenty yard line!"

"Nelson and Brown's joint advancement speed was very fast. In a blink of an eye, the Wildcats had already won the first attack, and the advancement was still continuing!"

"Brown! Key disassembly! Re-enabling Nelson for continued advancement! Now cornerback Malcolm Jenkins and safety Donald Washington III are encircling Nelson!"

"Twenty yard line!"

"Nelson! Nelson bumps into Jenkins head-on! God! Nelson knocks away his opponent with an unreasonable absolute advantage. Jenkins fails to stand firm and flies out like a broken puppet!"

"Jesus Christ! If Jenkins is at a disadvantage in physical confrontation and cannot form a close-up guard, it will be difficult for Jenkins to get stuck in the opponent's position! Nelson did not encounter any challenges and forced a breakthrough!"

"Washington! Now Washington is trying to make up for defense!"

"Fifteen-yard line!"

"Ten yard line!"

"Nelson's speed has been increased to the extreme, unstoppable! Nelson showed an unstoppable powerful aura!"

Push the ground!

Push the ground!

Push the ground with all your might!

Nelson pushed the momentum of running to the extreme. After knocking Malcolm away from the front, he could see Washington sprinting towards him from the side.

The tight muscles remained in shape, and the forward momentum was not only not weakening, but also getting faster and faster. The continuous acceleration was igniting adrenaline in full. The sound of stepping on the ground came from the eardrum, like a drumstick hitting the drum, and the excitement and excitement of blood gushing out.

Sprint!

Sprint!

As Washington was about to approach, intercepting Nelson's sprint route, however...

Forced surpass!

Nelson completed the forced overtake with his absolute speed. Washington's right forearm hit Nelson, but it was like a mantis arm was slapped at the chariot. It was unable to stop Nelson at all. Then it was blown away by a strong wind, and his feet were unstable, as if he was drunk.

Dingdeng!

Nelson has left!

Five-code line!

End area line!

Unstoppable, Nelson rushed into the end zone, then stood steadily in the end zone, turned towards the referee, looked over, and asked with his eyes:

How to judge a penalty?

"Touchdown!"

The referee in the end area raised his hands high and signaled for a touchdown. Then the Wildcats fans screamed and roared wildly, and the sound of overwhelming waves poured down.

Ahhhhh!

Jerry Crosso hesitated a little. He was not sure whether he should cheer. Sitting behind the steering wheel, he always kept calm and avoided his excitement and caused traffic accidents. He could not help but hesitate when he appeared on the scene. He looked around and then he was completely submerged in the stormy cheers.

The ears were occupied by the roar in an instant.

"Ahhhh!"

Crosso also stood up like a penguin and shouted with him, but he could not hear his own voice at all. He was just completely integrated with the audio of the audience.

The passion of joy and happiness was boiling in the chest, and a pure and simple touch made the eyes flush slightly.

Crosso knew his embarrassment, but he didn't care: this is the Wildcats he supported, the Wildcats that never leave their peaks or troughs. Now, he is witnessing the Wildcats going toward glory and creating an annual of their own - even if they just pass through the sky like a meteor and then pass in a flash, he doesn't care, because at least he once had it, and he was on the scene.

"Ahhhh!"

Crosso no longer had any reservations and shouted frantically, and the emotions that had been suppressed for many years were released, and even the blood boiled.

"Incredible! Incredible! True incredible!"

"The Kansas State Wildcats started with a perfect performance, with four-level offense, 100% success rate, and 100% conversion rate in the first attack! From short passes to mid passes to running balls, they blossomed in all directions, destroying the Ohio State Oaks' No. 1 defense team this season with a crushing performance!"

"Finally touchdown!"

"It's hard to imagine! The Wildcats' tactical layout and on-site command have no picky parts, and they suppressed their opponents with an absolutely strong attitude! God! The Wildcats showed their belief in winning in the opening stage. After just two minutes and three seconds, the Wildcats, who appeared as the home team, won the first goal and took the lead."
Chapter completed!