"Snap! The entire San Francisco 49ers' offensive formation is leaning to the left! Michael Crabtree! Open! Marcus Lynch! Lynch has created an open space! Logan Newman! Wait, and Vernon Davis! The left side of the field has beco incredibly crowded and confusing, so much so that even the Fourth of July fireworks show pales in comparison!"
"Quickly adjusting his steps, my God! Oh, my God! Lu Ke raises his right arm and quickly completes the pass! The release is so fast! It gives the defensive line no chance at all! He released the ball in an instant! It's a rainbow pass! The arc is so high, wow, it's truly stunning. A rainbow pass!"
"The pass is going to the left... Oh, my God! My God! My God! It's not the left, it's the right! The San Francisco 49ers have fooled the entire defense, and even all the fans and comntators! It's a pass to the right! There are only two players on the entire right side of the field, a one-on-one matchup, Ted Ginn Jr. and Patrick Peterson!"
"This is a pass aid at the end zone! Twenty yards! Fifteen yards! Ten yards! My God, the control of the parabola is so beautiful, it drew a perfect rainbow. The combination of timing and location is a perfect calculation, accurately finding the position of the one-on-one players!"
"Peterson! Peterson! Peterson has lost his position! Jesus Christ! Peterson lost his defensive position at a critical mont! Ginn! Ginn! Ginn!... Ginn has caught the football! My God! My God! My God! Ted Ginn Jr.! Ted Ginn Jr.! Ladies and gentlen, Ted Ginn Jr.!"
"Ginn makes a side roll and imdiately gets up. He's rushing into the end zone! The pass landed only two yards from the end zone. After Ginn gets up, he enters the end zone! Unbelievable! Unbelievable! My God, this is truly unbelievable! What are we witnessing! Unbelievable!"
"Touchdown! It's a touchdown! The referee raises his hands. It's a touchdown! My God! Oh, my God! My heart has almost stopped beating. This is absolutely amazing! This is absolutely amazing!"
"In a one-on-one defense, Ted Ginn Jr. completely dominated Patrick Peterson! A beautiful route run, a beautiful mismatch created, and a beautiful extre catch! My God! Ted Ginn Jr., a wide receiver who has been in the league for four years and has always been diocre, has had the best performance of his career in Lu Ke's hands this season! Unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable!"
In the comntary booth, Kirk Morrison's voice had completely lost control. After being so excited he couldn't contain himself, his voice gradually beca hoarse, and he was almost unable to speak. But he was yelling anyway, and his eyes were full of disbelief. This play truly showed the San Francisco 49ers' secret weapon that had made them shine this season: a dazzling play call, unpredictable pass selection, a combination of ever-changing routes, and a receiving corps with different styles. The entire offense was completely unstoppable! It truly showed the beauty of a passing offense to the extre!
On the field, after Ginn ran into the end zone, he didn't imdiately celebrate. Instead, he looked at the referee. After confirmation, the referee determined that after the catch, Ginn and Peterson did not have any contact, so the play was not dead. Ginn's subsequent run was legal and valid. At the sa ti, the yellow flag was for Peterson, a defensive holding penalty. According to the principle of favoring the offense, this penalty could be declined. So, it was a touchdown, an unquestionable touchdown. The referee raised his hands high, making the touchdown signal, giving his confirmation.
At this mont, Ginn threw the football high into the air, putting his hands at his sides like a Super Saiyan, and began to roar wildly. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" One sound, then another, clean and powerful. Finally, all his emotions burst out in an endless roar, "Ahhhhh..." A vast roar rose from the ground. The entire 49ers' offense was in an uproar. In a head-on clash, under great pressure, they had once again broken through the opponent's defense, step by step, destroying their opponent's confidence and successfully scoring a touchdown! Logan ran over, Crabtree ran over, Vernon ran over, Marcus ran over, and even Anthony Davis ran over. Everyone rushed toward Ginn, cheering, celebrating, and roaring.
But Ginn shook his head, broke away from his teammates' hugs, and walked with big steps in front of the ho fans. With his feet apart, he was like a giant standing tall against the sky. An unprecedented amount of energy burst from his slender body, and then he raised his right hand high, opening his palm. A five. It was the fifth touchdown, but for the ho fans, it was a slap in the face, a fierce, brutal, and powerful slap on the faces of all the racists!
Looking at Ginn's back, a warmth suddenly welled up in Logan's eyes. His nose involuntarily started to feel sore. It was an indescribable mix of emotions. He had thought that in the team, only he and Marcus were on Lu Ke's side, and maybe Aldon Smith. But now, he realized he was wrong.
So, Logan walked up quickly, stood beside Ginn, and raised his right hand high, opening his palm. Just by standing there silently, this gesture was enough to say everything. Then ca Marcus, then Crabtree, then Vernon and Anthony, and finally, even Joe Staley and Mike Iupati all walked up and joined Ginn. In the entire offense, only Lu Ke was left behind, looking at the scene with his mouth wide open. Ten players lined up, raising their right hands high, and then, with a flip of their hands, they clenched them into fists, leaving only one finger pointing to the sky: a middle finger. It was the 49ers' offense's response to the ugly and vulgar curses.
In the University of Phoenix Stadium, the ho fans were a little stunned because the fifth touchdown ca so suddenly and so fiercely, almost destroying their defense. Because the biggest hero of the last victory was now completely destroyed, standing in place in a daze. And because the provocation and retaliation from the away team's offense were so ruthless and powerful. Only a small group of fans reacted in an instant, launching an attack with even uglier and more terrifying curses.
But this ti, they couldn't get any montum, because the boos from the stadium started to get louder. "Boo!" Every ti soone opened their mouth, a boo to tell them to shut up sounded. The louder the curses, the louder the boos. The away fans in the corner of the stadium, the group of 49ers in white jerseys, all stood up, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, and boos ca out in perfect unison. Not just in the stadium, but outside the stadium as well. A total of 8,000 fans, inside and outside the stadium, ca together as one, and with silent protest, they fought back against racism. At this mont, they truly put aside all their prejudice and discrimination, standing firmly behind Lu Ke, becoming his most solid support. Wave after wave, like a bucket of cold water, they repeatedly extinguished the curses from the ho fans until the entire stadium was silenced.
"Boo!"
In faraway San Francisco, at "Joe's Pub," Anthony Tinozzo waved his rag, gathering all the fans in the pub to boo together, as if they could telepathically transmit their support and cheers through the TV screen. Lu Ke was their quarterback, the hope of this team, and the pride of this city. This young man had almost single-handedly shouldered the hope of this team. Without a superstar or a big na, the San Francisco 49ers were becoming a championship team! So, no one could treat their hero this way, no one!
"Boo!"
Jiang Younin and Lu Zhengze stood up in their living room. They could hear the sounds from the entire street, not from the TV, but from real life. Even through the TV screen, at this mont, their heartbeats were in sync with the distant University of Phoenix Stadium. Jiang Younin awkwardly wiped the tears from her cheeks, but the tears kept falling. She was touched and relieved, but also heartbroken and happy. All the mories in her mind rushed to the surface. Lu Ke had done it. Lu Ke had finally done it. Lu Ke was winning the city's recognition with his actions. She couldn't control her tears, so Jiang Younin simply gave up, revealing a big smile. She was crying and laughing at the sa ti, like a madwoman, joining everyone in yelling out the boos loudly.
"Boo!"
The University of Phoenix Stadium finally beca quiet. There was no sound at all. All the ho fans sat obediently in their seats, not daring to make a sound or even look up. They just sat properly, motionless. Standing there, Lu Ke quietly enjoyed the scene. Suddenly, his eyes beca misty, as if soone had hit him hard on the nose. The bitterness went from his tongue all the way to his heart. The happiness from being moved gently bumped against his chest. It was muffled, it was blocked, it was heavy, and it made it hard for him to breathe.
"My God. This should be a mont that goes down in the league's history." Kirk's voice also beca choked up. He took a deep breath, then another deep breath, but his eyes were still red. "A Chinese-Arican quarterback, the first Chinese-Arican quarterback in the league's history, who has been controversial and has shouldered a heavy burden, has won the support and recognition of this team with his performance and determination. Now, they are firmly making their voices heard, strongly protesting against those racist remarks and narrow-minded views! This is a mont that belongs to Lu Ke, but it is also a mont that belongs to the league!"
On December 11, 2011, at the University of Phoenix Stadium, the entire crowd fell silent. All the racist remarks disappeared from their lips. Silence, there was only a deep silence. At this mont, the elephant in the room finally made people notice its existence and its power.
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