Dominate the Super Bowl

The pinnacle showdown truly lives up to its name, with a fierce clashing of equals, neither granting an inch, making for an exhilarating spectacle. Both teams are strategizing and combating, igniting sparks in a head-on confrontation, boiling the air around them—

"You have your Zhang Liang's tactics, I have my ladder over the wall."

Throughout the entire first half, the tactical duel between coaches Saban and Sweeney captivated the audience, with Sweeney's audacious strategies particularly dazzling, leveraging his offensive group's advantages while skirting its defensive vulnerabilities, boldly dragging the match into their preferred pace.

"24:24".

At the end of the first half, no one held an advantage—

Both teams secured three touchdowns and a field goal each, never managing to pull away; more importantly, the offensive groups of both sides scored on every possession, ensuring a spectacular show without a dull moment, eliciting gasps of amazement from the crowd the entire half.

From the current situation, the match has plunged into an interlocked, fever-pitch state, where any mistake, or failure to score by the offense, could break the balance and overturn the situation.

In other words, every minute could be the decisive moment.

Thrilling!

Indeed worthy of the Huashan Swordsmanship Meeting, the Alabama Crimson Tide Storm and the Clemson Tigers are without a doubt the two teams with the best combined strength and competitive form in NCAA over the past two seasons.

Last season's championship battle was tight to the very end, the two teams scoring a combined forty points in the fourth quarter, with a final score of "45:40", Alabama Crimson Tide Storm narrowly winning. This season has continued in the same vein.

Truly thrilling!

Coming back for the second half, the tension and anxiety of the match climbed even higher.

On one hand, with spirits elevated, both youthful teams displayed their mettle, their longing for the championship and victory pushed to the back of their minds, simply wishing to defeat the opponent.

On the other hand, there was a fluctuation in physical endurance; the first half's fierce confrontations inevitably led the players of both teams to face physical uncertainties.

Inevitably, mistakes would occur, making the duel even tenser and more thrilling.

The Clemson Tigers started the second half with the offensive, with Watson once again showing the poise of a team leader. On two occasions facing third and long, he incredibly converted, capping it off with a touchdown run, sending out the strongest challenge for the championship once again.

Similarly, the Alabama Crimson Tide Storm didn't back down. Saban boldly and crazily attempted a fourth and four power play. This all-or-nothing gamble found success through Li Wei's divinely inspired running, breathing new life into the team and finishing once more with a touchdown, voicing their presence without weakness.

The standoff continued.

"37:37".

In a blink, the fourth quarter was already halfway over, with the game nearing its end. Although both teams experienced fluctuations, with mistakes and surprises, offensive efficiency clearly hindered, after the first half's touchdowns, the second half saw scoring only from field goals. Yet the back-and-forth momentum continued, the evenly matched stalemate persisting.

Then.

Watson again delivered a solo performance with a fourteen-yard touchdown run, making good on the Clemson Tigers' slight advantage of starting the second half with the offense, once more pulling ahead in the score, piling the pressure back onto the Alabama Crimson Tide Storm.

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Anxiety, tension, scorching heat—the whole Richmond James Stadium was nearly melting.

Now, they needed not only to score but also to control the game time—

With five minutes and forty-seven seconds left in the game, the Alabama Crimson Tide Storm offensive group took the field again.

Panting.

Panting.

Li Wei breathed heavily, the Clemson Tigers' war of attrition strategy from the opening was finally taking its toll on him.

It wasn't just that every push forward was staggeringly intense, consuming far more than imaginable; but also, Li Wei's number of carries in today's game had already reached a new high for the season.

The momentum of scoring points back and forth continued, which also meant that if either side were to stop scoring, the balance of the game would immediately break, and turning the situation around would become very difficult. Therefore, Li Wei spent more time on the field and had a significantly higher number of carries.

Throughout the season, Li Wei's average number of carries per game was 25.36; but today, before the game had even ended, Li Wei's number of carries had already reached 31.

Now, Li Wei felt his limits more clearly than ever before, as if he were walking a tightrope high in the air, taut, shaking, thrilling.

After another carry for a five-yard advance and securing the first down, Saban rotated Li Wei out and brought Jacobs onto the field. This was not only to change the pace of the ground offense but also to balance the playing time of the players, to control the consumption of their stamina as much as possible and give them a chance to catch their breath.

In fact, not just Li Wei, the entire Alabama Crimson Tide Storm team was tired—

A season of undefeated victories pushed the tests of spirit and body to new heights. Saban's foresight was correct, they truly did not need to entangle with the media's hoopla. The pressure that was invisible but objectively present kept climbing, that nerve pulsing tautly, never relaxing.

Moreover, the season had been smooth sailing except for the games against the University of Tennessee and Louisiana State University; they had hardly faced any challenges. Suddenly facing such a tough nut to crack, a head-to-head confrontation that lasted into the fourth quarter undoubtedly resulted in even more intense exhaustion.

Yet, the game still captivated all their attention, the sense of relaxation impossible even for those not on the field, their eyes firmly fixated on every move on the field.

"Li Wei..."

Burns waited for Li Wei to squeeze his water bottle and take a large gulp before continuing.

"Later on, keep an eye out, there might be more opportunities on the left wing..."

With a tactical board in hand, moving the Clemson Tigers' pieces around, Burns showed Li Wei how the opponent's defensive positions were changing, indicating the need for on-the-spot adjustments.

Just then, they were interrupted by a series of muffled helmet collision sounds, and both Li Wei and Burns looked up—

Bang!

At a glance, Li Wei could see a helmet breaking free and flying into the air, the force of the fierce collision sending it straight off.

It was Jacobs!

A head-on collision with the wall.

Immediately, Burns and Li Wei both stood up, then saw Jacobs crash to the ground like a sack, the tangled crowd obstructing the view, making it impossible to see clearly, only Jacobs could be seen lying behind the cross of lower legs, the scene chaotic for a moment.

Thwack!

Fumble.

Jacobs suffered a fatal fumble after the head-on collision; players from both teams pounced instantly, scrambling for possession of the ball.

Then—

Carlos Watkins, number ninety-four Defensive Tackle of the Clemson Tigers, clutched the football as if he were a turtle securely covering its shell.

The whole stadium, erupted.

"Fumble!"

"Clemson Tigers create a fumble, Watkins secures possession."

"God, the first turnover of the entire game, Clemson Tigers' unsung Defensive Tackle Watkins becomes the hero who changed the game. Possession goes to Clemson, they push the defending champions to the brink..."

"Turnover!"

However, amidst the hustle and bustle of the entire stadium, Li Wei's first thought was—

Jacobs, hadn't gotten up.