Chapter 1394: Chapter 1393: Utter Humiliation
Danger!
The quarterback instinctively sounded the alarm, Watson immediately felt the pressure and impact, the surging hostility almost stabbing at his skin.
Subconsciously, Watson paused his steps, shrank back, narrowly avoiding Fuller’s decisive collision, an emergency brake control.
Wait, this.
Nantz looked at Romo, seemingly asking with his eyes: Are all your quarterbacks so afraid of collisions?
This can’t be blamed on Nantz.
Throughout Romo’s career, the Dallas Cowboys’ terrible pocket protection caused him to endure collisions for years; the fact that he survived so many seasons in the league without falling apart is already a miracle.
Romo felt a breath stuck in his chest, unable to hide his disappointment—
Watson… ultimately lacks some determination.
Of course, from the tactical manual’s perspective, every coach and quarterback knows a quarterback should avoid collisions as much as possible, being the most expensive and delicate position on the team, quarterbacks can’t afford injuries; but in actual games, facing fumbles or interceptions, quarterbacks must do everything to minimize losses; in Watson’s situation just now, all ten coaches would agree that Watson should have stepped up to intercept Higgins.
Romo could find a hundred excuses to defend Watson, but ultimately, in these knife-edged intense clashes, Watson was afraid.
Fear means timidity and retreat.
The key is, the opponents standing across the field won’t easily let go of this weakness, quite the opposite, they will feed off the player’s fear.
This moment, this flash of lightning, however, becomes crucial to the game.
The instant Watson stepped backward, he realized his fear, immediately surrounded by regret, trying to remedy, to move forward again.
However, Watson had already lost position, Fuller easily blocked the forward path, standing like a wall before Watson, cutting off his view.
Swish.
Houston Texans and the Kansas City Chiefs players swarmed past, completely overtaking, engulfing Fuller and Watson, and chased ahead.
Higgins led the charge.
Breaking free from Watson’s nearby threat, Higgins fully unleashed his speed, at that moment, he felt like Li Wei, relying on absolute speed to break out, taking the lead, but until the very last moment could never relax, because no one knows what surprises lie on the field.
Sprinting, dashing, losing himself.
All the way into the end zone, Higgins couldn’t stop, crashing heavily into the buffer zone at the edge of the field, with a loud bang.
Like thunder.
In an instant, Arrowhead Stadium awakened—
Roar!
An angry roar, wholly explosive.
Without even a brewing or buildup process, instantly pushed to extreme pinnacle, evolving into a roar, the entire North American continent could feel this power.
“Touchdown!”
“Interception returned for a touchdown!”
“Kansas Chiefs completed an essential defensive play, not only intercepting the Houston Texans at the edge of the red zone, Watson’s fluid offensive drive suddenly came to an abrupt halt, no touchdown and no field goal; also reversing the situation with an interception, racing ahead seventy-five yards for a touchdown, pushing the Houston Texans into the abyss!”
“God!”
“Kansas Chiefs and Houston Texans entered the knife-edge melee phase, but Kansas Chiefs solidly held off the opponent’s two critical offensives!”
“One Watt nearly intercepted but evolved into Li Wei’s touchdown, one Higgins interception extinguished Watson’s offensive touch, scoring another touchdown!”
“Houston Texans demonstrated their desire and determination for victory with actual actions; but Kansas Chiefs demonstrated their strength with unbelievable performance, after surviving the last Tennessee Titans crisis, the defending champions rebounded, ready for a three-peat.”
“An offensive, a defensive, Kansas Chiefs have firmly controlled the game.”
O’Brien looked dumbfounded at the scoreboard, nearly unable to catch his breath—
“10:27”.
The Special Duty Group on the field preparing to kick the extra point, but does this extra point really make such a big difference? Even without the extra point, Kansas Chiefs have easily stretched the score gap over three possessions.
Moreover, everything happened in a flash, yet without time to react, a whirlwind swept away, Kansas Chiefs have completely widened the gap.
Very, very briefly, O’Brien felt dizzy, slightly unsteady.
Then.
“Whoa oh oh… hey!”
Arrowhead Stadium again echoed with the iconic chant, targeted at Watson with full power, mocking, teasing, laughing, kicking him while he’s down, mercilessly.
Instantly, O’Brien’s focus was pulled back, once again feeling the gravitational pull, the pounding heart settling inside his chest.
“10:28”.
Kansas Chiefs did not make a mistake, calmly kicking in the extra point.
Next, Houston Texans still have possession, Watson re-enters, no time to hesitate, no time to wander, they must quickly regain rationality, or things will worsen, extinguishing the last possibility entirely.
Take a deep breath, O’Brien, like a goldfish, temporarily put everything that just happened aside, focusing on the current situation.
“DeShaun…”
O’Brien immediately began planning tactics but quickly sensed something was off—
Watson seemed stunned, completely unresponsive.
The boos and ridicule filled the venue, leaving Watson out of his mind, standing restlessly, those grotesque smiles taunting Watson’s disgrace.
The interception was bad enough, but even more frightening was Watson’s retreat just now, cowardly as a mouse, like a wimp, powerless at the critical moment.
This was absolutely not the picture Watson imagined in his mind, even now, that impact kept revolving in his mind, forming a double blow with Higgins’ interception touchdown, leaving his brain buzzing, struggling to come to his senses, rare indeed, caught in a tug of shame.
“DeShaun!” O’Brien shouted.
Watson abruptly raised his head, only to see Hopkins’s angry face, fiercely charging at Watson, shoving him hard.
Watson staggered backward, nearly falling.
And Phil just behind, deeply self-reflecting, caught off guard by Watson’s collision, unprepared for disaster’s arrival, unintentionally affected, stumbled disastrously, full of question marks.
Watson, however, had no time to deal with the aftermath, thoughts returning from the universe to the ground, confronting Hopkins’s furious face, standing with defiance like a bull.
Hopkins cursed angrily, “Why not pass the ball to me when you saw my open space? You clearly saw, why not pass the ball? Are you scared I’ll steal your spotlight? Did your brain get flooded?”
Watson couldn’t quite hear what Hopkins said, only saw that twisted, ferocious face with the mouth continuously opening and closing, anger burning, consuming all sanity, “Damn!”
Instinctively swearing back, the game was still ongoing, on the verge of a team internal conflict breaking out on the sidelines of Houston Stadium.
And that, in a visiting stadium.