Huh.

Huh!

Rogers could clearly hear his violent gasp, just like the Titanic's fully fired engine to avoid hitting the iceberg, but his sharply undulating chest still could not breathe enough oxygen to avoid the fate of the ship being destroyed. Rogers could feel a faint pain in his chest, his lungs were burning, and a sharp stinging sensation slowly spread.

Although the Green Bay Packers have entered the red zone strongly, and the Pittsburgh Steelers defense seems to have finally shown signs of exhaustion, the Green Bay Packers offensive team has also paid the same energy. Rogers can now truly breathe the consequences of energy consumption, which is not easy.

However, Rogers' attention was not affected at all. He was concentrating on his eyes and stared at the densely distributed black figures in the end zone. He only had the next offensive tactical arrangement in his mind, and everything else was not important.

Then, Rodgers announced the kickoff.

"attack!"

Rodgers completely ignored the eight players listed by the Pittsburgh Steelers on the defensive frontline-

He doesn't care whether the opponent wants to recreate the last red zone offense and defense in the first half, trying to make his mistake again, because there is a brand new offense and defense in front of him. He just needs to concentrate on himself and complete the coach's tactics arranged steadily, which is enough.

While announcing the kickoff, Pittsburgh Steelers defended the front line again. The dazzling cross-switching tactics of multiple players worked again, and it was impossible to defend. Before Rogers could retreat, he saw Woodley appear in front of him-

Directly ahead!

The pocket protection showed a fatal leak. The Pittsburgh Steelers defended the front line to make full use of the tactical adjustment of cross-position, and effortlessly tear a crack. Then Woodley appeared in front of Rogers with no time difference.

Huh!

Woodley rushed towards Rogers with his teeth and claws. At this time, Rogers had no time to take a step back. From Woodley's actions, he could judge the tactical intentions of the Pittsburgh Steelers. Continuous retreat would only make him fall into further passiveness, so he made a quick decision!

The moment Woodley broke through the offensive front line and the second step was about to land, he twisted his waist and waved his arms, and Rogers had already sent the football out entirely by relying on the strength of his upper body. Just as the football was out of hand, he swung his wrist gently, attaching energy like a whip.

Whoosh!

Woodley's hideous face had appeared half a step away from Rogers, but his eyes caught the parabola of the football flying away from his hands. His expression suddenly solidified. His forward pounce changed to a rising posture of both hands, trying to use all-round coverage at close range to complete the block.

It's too late.

Woodley's movements were still half a beat slower. He could even feel the air waves caused by the rapid flight of rugby at his fingertips, but he could not touch them. Before he could blink, the rugby flew out of his eyes and could no longer see them. Then Woodley fell on Rogers, and the two of them rolled into a ball in a mess, but the two of them didn't care about each other or themselves at all. They both turned their heads and looked over.

The brown and red pass arc, in the waves of black and green throughout the game, was so gorgeous and dazzling, that it easily caught the audience's sight.

This is a five-digit short pass, but because of the hasty and panic, the attack time is too fast and the receivers are not in place, so they pulled up the parabola, crossing the first half of the end zone like a rainbow bridge, and flying towards the dead corner on the upper right side of the end zone. So, who is the target of the pass?

Buzz.

Buzz.

The entire Raymond James Stadium held its breath because the Green Bay Packers and the Pittsburgh Steelers' main players were all entangled in the central area, and the bustling figures were very lively and crowded. At this time, Rodgers had only two players in the passing direction, forming a one-on-one offense and defense.

"Jennings vs. Boramaru".

This is an absolutely unexpected matchup. Jennings often runs the boundary line and faces the cornerback; while Boramaru often cruisses in the midfield, cooperating with short pass defense and rushing passes to exert pressure. The two players have never had a confrontation throughout the game, but now they are entangled.

Boramaru is a comprehensive safety guard, strong and agile, with both strength and speed, excellent grappling and collision skills. He is a versatile player. If you have to pick things up, then the sense of positioning is relatively weak, which is why he is more responsible for the central and frontcourts.

What Jennings is best at is the forced breakthrough in the confrontation and positioning. Before Nelson's rise, Jennings was the undisputed No. 2 wide receiver for Green Bay Packers, and his overall ability performance is not inferior to Driver; but the position of No. 3 wide receiver does not mean that he lacks abilities.

It's like this at this time.

Step on.

Step by step!

Jennings quickly accelerated and sprinted outside. Boramaru, who was running side by side, was constantly squeezing Jennings' space with his body, but in the storm, Jennings was always as steady as a mountain, maintaining the rapid tearing and breaking through the bumps. One impact was accompanied by one up step, one impact was accompanied by another up step. In just three collisions, Jennings had successfully led half a position.

Boramaru was unable to get stuck in the position, and then the two of them had already reached the dead corner on the upper right side of the end area.

Danger!

Boramaru didn't have time to pay attention to the passing arc of the football, but all the cells in his body were ringing the alarm. The beast intuition awakened his sense of crisis. Then he pulled Jennings' jersey, pulled Jennings' helmet with both hands, and even if he was fouled, he would do nothing.

A defensive foul on the front line of the end zone will not be directly punished for a touchdown. The most terrifying penalty is to give the opponent a first attack, but it is still a few inches in the front line of the end zone, and then three times to challenge the touchdown.

Polamaru must stop Jennings now.

Jennings could feel a huge force pulling his body down. In a state of selflessness, Jennings directly assisted in running and jumping with the help of his inertia of rushing forward with all his might. He forced himself to get rid of the suppression of the force behind him and broke free from the restraint of gravity with all his strength.

jump!

Jennings's body's center of gravity had been completely destroyed, and he jumped lightly with his head and feet. The gravitational pulling was like filling lead blocks on his legs and shoulders. The entire balance had been overturned, but Jennings's gaze was still staring at the arc of the football.

Catch it.

Catch it!

"Catch it! Ahhhh!"

There was only such a belief deep in Jennings' mind. A bloody burst out in his eyes, his bones began to burst and ring, and his body showed an elegant arc like a back jumping high, and then his hands reached the extreme, getting closer! It was closer!

Catched!

In the palm of your hand, I felt the rough leather texture of the football! Time seemed to solidify at this moment!
Chapter completed!