Buzz buzz buzz. Buzz buzz buzz.
A loud rumble fills the eardrums, the world spinning rapidly, turning upside down.
Jackson feels a bit like throwing up.
Everything happened too fast.
From his interception to Li Wei's touchdown, it seems a single breath hasn't even had the chance to leave his throat, and the situation has turned around by 720 degrees.
What's worse is, he doesn't understand how it happened.
He doesn't understand the interception—how in a smooth sailing game, did an interception suddenly occur?
But there wasn't time to untangle the mess in his head, how on earth did Li Wei spring from the corner and play tricks on the entire defensive group?
Damn, damn, damn.
The breath is stuck in the chest, on the verge of explosion.
Things shouldn't have gone like this. They were meant to defeat the Kansas City Chiefs, they were meant to defeat Li Wei.
