Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 304 - 303 flashy but insubstantial

In football games, generally speaking, the quarterback’s release time needs to be reduced because the longer they hold the ball, the greater the pressure on the offensive line.

However, from another perspective, if a quarterback releases the ball too quickly and hastily, it often means they haven’t carefully read the defensive formation or the wide receiver’s running routes. The passing target is likely not the best option, and the wide receivers might not even be in position yet.

Therefore, how to grasp and control this naturally becomes a lesson for quarterbacks.

But here’s an exception—

Quick, short passes.

The quarterback’s passing route and the wide receiver’s running route are all arranged with precision, after hundreds and thousands of practices, they can reduce the quarterback’s release time and accurately deliver the projectile into the wide receiver’s arms before the defensive group can react.

Simply put, it’s a play.

Such passes often have a release time of less than two seconds, sometimes just over a second, leaving the defensive group no time to strategize, only to react instinctively.

Right now, that’s exactly what’s happening. Experience more tales on novelbuddy

Smith broke the norm by choosing a quick short pass from the shotgun formation; moreover, Hill and Kelsey ingeniously coordinated with each other, one rushing outward to the sideline and the other crossing inward past the slot, divergent running routes that distracted the defenders, leaving them no time to determine the actual passing target.

Instantly gaining the tactical high ground.

Obviously, the Kansas City Chiefs must have practiced such tactics repeatedly in training to apply them at the right time—

Maybe, that time is now?

After a close-quarters tussle and tug of war, the Oakland Raiders defensive group had finally regained some sense, with both morale and aggression on the rise. Nagy, the offensive coordinator responsible for calling the plays on the field, seeing a third down five yards to go opportunity before the red zone, decided to pull the trigger.

Bang!

Undoubtedly, the Oakland Raiders defensive group was caught off guard, unable to think, reacting only on reflex, the short pass area was engulfed in panic.

Bowman had fully entered the zone, with intense focus, his first reaction was very timely, a quick stop and turn had already completed his change of direction—

Moving while looking up, observing the arc of the football’s pass.

But… where’s the football?

Quick, short passes, which emphasize speed and brevity, aim to catch the opponent off guard.

Logically, Smith should have already released the ball by now, but there was no reddish-brown arc in the sky.

Wait a minute!

Bowman’s heart clenched sharply, his gaze quickly fell downward: Damn it.

A run play.

It was actually a run play!

One setup within another, using the shotgun formation to disguise a quick short pass, then embedding a fake pass within a real run, the Kansas City Chiefs pulled off a trick play.

Such tricks, if not handled carefully, could backfire, seeming impressive yet lacking substance, but Nagy wasn’t concerned.

From Smith to Kelsey and Hill, and then to Li Wei, linked one after another, they worked together to conjure a surprising move.

However, Bowman, with his wealth of experience and multiple Pro Bowl selections, immediately used his experience to its full advantage.

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Quickly planting his feet, sweeping his gaze, he deciphered the real tactic of the Kansas City Chiefs—

The weak side.

On the strong side, relying on Kelsey and Hill to draw attention, Li Wei broke through from the weak side, ready to rely on his individual ability to convert a third down.

So, where are the cornerback and safety?

Bowman hadn’t forgotten a crucial point: they were at the edge of the red zone, and the safeties had completely backed off into the end zone. At this moment, they were likely pulled to the strong side by the deceiving quick pass tactics and probably couldn’t catch up for the defense.

Brake, push off, accelerate.

Bowman burned energy, quickly moving back towards his left.

Everything took place in the blink of an eye.

Li Wei already had the ball, breaking through along the right diagonal.

In front of him, an open space, the Oakland Raiders’ defensive group completely disoriented, but Li Wei didn’t let his guard down; this was like the African Serengeti Plains, seemingly calm, but with dangers lurking in the waist-high grass.

Just as he began to stride, Li Wei could see the persistent Mark.

In this offensive drive, Li Wei and Mark had clashed four times, a "2:2" draw, with no winner yet decided; Mark, rightly the best defensive player of the last season, his reactions, speed, and abilities were all top-notch, and he always spared a bit of attention for Li Wei.

Although the Kansas City Chiefs’ layered deception had fooled most of the Oakland Raiders players—including Bowman, Mark remained unmoved.

The offensive tackle Fisher, to make the ruse more convincing, pushed Mark towards his own left, Mark’s right, trying to shift all the defensive might to the strong side, but Mark did not take the bait, feigning cooperation before grasping the coordination between Smith and Li Wei, immediately abandoning Fisher.

Fisher, disheveled: Why am I abandoned again?

This time, Mark was not entangled or hindered, and moved laterally with ease, preparing for a fair confrontation with Li Wei.

"Spear VS Shield."

Li Wei’s pace hesitated, not from fear or indecision, but as a feint; indeed, he saw Mark follow suit and come to a halt.

Li Wei to the right; Mark also to the right.

Li Wei paused; Mark also paused.

Li Wei to the left; Mark also to the left.

In just that flash, the two had already dueled four times, with Mark showing his top-tier skills by tightly marking Li Wei.

Li Wei immediately noticed—

Mark was buying time, the Oakland Raiders’ defensive group was catching on; in just over a second, the white wave had changed direction.

Li Wei was getting anxious.

He paused, then moved to the right.

Two consecutive fakes, slightly frantic, while Mark remained calm, closely shadowing Li Wei in every step, impossible to shake off; from NCAA to NFL, this was the first time someone could match Li Wei in changing direction speed and frequency; Mark’s talent was on full display.

Mark: Heh, mere child’s play. Still the green rookie, see, you’re getting anxious.

Li Wei indeed was anxious, after three consecutive changes of direction and pauses, he couldn’t shake off Mark and made a split-second decision to charge straight at him.

Mark was slightly surprised by Li Wei’s head-on approach; but surprise aside, Mark showcased his steadiness and wisdom by moving to the left and executing a Thousand Pounds Drop to control his body.

Knees bent, center of gravity lowered, arms spread wide to receive the collision.

This time, he wouldn’t be knocked aside by Li Wei’s bullish charge.

The same trick wouldn’t work a second time; the rookie still had much to learn.

Mark tensed his muscles in anticipation—

But the collision never came.

As Li Wei neared, his footwork dazzled like Skimming Steps, darting left and right in a blur right in front; Mark, tensed to the limit, awkwardly swayed along.

The next second, Li Wei had sidestepped, completely bypassing Mark, slipping by him on the left like wisp of light smoke.

Mark, stunned.

Then, Mark could see the face inside Li Wei’s helmet, not a hint of anxiety, but a faint smile hanging on the lips—

Drifting away.

As effortless as that.