Dominate the Super Bowl

"Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, we are now at Kansas City Arrowhead Stadium. Welcome to join us and follow the last week of the NFL regular season, as the season is set to conclude today."

"The regular season is nearing its end, marking the conclusion of a four-month-long journey, a series of mysteries before us will soon reveal their answers. The intensity of the competition for playoff spots continues the norm of recent seasons."

"However."

"Today, besides the playoff spots being worth attention, there is another focus, a special focus, which also represents a season's trajectory no one anticipated before it began, potentially a historic moment."

"Kansas City Chiefs, the two-time defending champions, will they achieve the feat of a season undefeated?"

"Wow, unbelievable. After topping the Super Bowl for two consecutive years, the Kansas City Chiefs this season stand at the center of the stage, without backing down. Not only that, but they've also risen to a higher level, embracing the ultimate transformation."

"Today, the Kansas City Chiefs attempt to become the second team since the regular season expanded to sixteen games to maintain an undefeated record, launching their challenge for a third consecutive championship."

"Although the results of this game will not affect the shape of the playoff competition, the eyes of the entire league are still gathered towards Arrowhead Stadium, there is no doubt they are the most watched team in the league today."

"None rival them."

"Now, Kansas City Chiefs players are entering the field, Arrowhead Stadium is..."

The live commentary paused slightly.

Normally, home fans stand and applaud to welcome the home team's entry, it's a common practice, each home ground has its own traditional culture.

However, at this moment, Arrowhead Stadium is slightly different—

Busily, the entire crowd stood, gazing at the Kansas City Chiefs players dressed in red jerseys, heads held high, yet no one spoke.

No cheering, no shouting, no responding, only silence.

December at Arrowhead Stadium was cold and biting, seeming even colder than previous years, a gentle breeze pierced sharply with chill.

Involuntarily, one would want to curl up.

But Thalia did not.

Not only did she not, but Thalia courageously lifted her head, puffed out her chest, with a spine as straight as a green pine, boldly facing the wind and rain.

Competitive sports, watching live versus playback are two entirely different experiences, and watching in person is another altogether, the sensations are entirely different.

Visually, aurally, tactually, olfactorily, one could fully sense the turbulent resonance in the air on-site. Hearts couldn't help but beat in unison with the stadium, trembling imperceptibly from excitement, fervor, and tension, a swell surged within the chest, nearly bursting.

Then, Thalia noticed the actions of others—

Among the crowd, Carter raised his hands high, even before any action commenced, his eyes were already moistened.

"Felix, can you see this in heaven? This scene is dedicated to you.

Thank you, thank you for letting me understand that the beauty of victory originates from the bitterness of defeat, life's happiness precisely arises from the fragility of sickness and the fear of death; without experiencing trials of wind and rain, how could one comprehend the preciousness of sunshine?

Thank you, thank you for making me a true fan, a genuine Chieftain, not merely cheering for victories but becoming part of this team, this city, these fans' lives, feeling life's pulse with the heart.

Mate, life does not end, because we will carry your spirit and dreams onward to fight.

The match is not over; everything is not finished, right?

Fight to the end."

Emotions surging, blood boiling.

However, Carter bit his teeth tightly to restrain himself, no shouting, no cheering, no venting, no release, simply gazing tearfully at the field.

He felt sorry and regretful, meeting Felix and the partners of Old Oak Tavern only this year, meeting such a special team, without having truly established a connection must bid farewell to Felix.

But simultaneously, he felt grateful and happy, for he finally found direction and core in his aimless life—

Do not waste time, cherish every day, celebrate recklessly, blossom wildly, burn vividly, stride forward boldly, fight to the end.

Before him lies the finish line for Kansas City Chiefs' first season goal, also the first gift in remembrance of Felix's brief but brilliant life:

Fight for faith, fight for glory, and fight for Felix.

Then, Carter raised his hands high.

Clap!

Two claps.

Felix!

Shouted once.

Repeating, just like that, clap twice and shout once, igniting the soul, unleashing energy.

Not only Carter, Thalia joined in as well, along with West and Prest and other old fellows from Old Oak Tavern, it spread across the entire venue.

"Clap! Felix!"

"Clap! Felix!"

Once, then again, replacing the always hovering "Fly" cheer over Arrowhead Stadium, evolving into a roaring torrent, surging over Kansas City.

Karen flashed a smile—

She wouldn't cry, she didn't cry.

Regardless of tears of joy or sorrow, she refused them, because now was the time to cheer exuberantly and savor life, letting them celebrate life.

Karen shouted with all her might, as if her lungs were about to burst out in the next second.

Clap! Felix!

The whole scene reverberating.

Not just the fans, Kansas City Chiefs players were no exception, including the coaching staff and all support crew, standing neatly in the center of the field.

Looking closely one would notice, Li Wei's helmet had a line of text on the side—

"For Felix."

Just two words, yet carrying so much, so much.

Every Kansas City Chiefs player's helmet had this line of words.

No need for speech, actions are the best evidence.

Today, they are not fighting for victory, not for championships, not for an undefeated season, they are fighting for Felix.

While discussions across the league unfold, from rational, emotional, professional perspectives, tactical analysis vantage points, Kansas City Chiefs have a different thought.

The most beautiful, happiest moments in competitive sports occur half on the field, the other half in the interaction between teams and fans.

Some things, they have temperature and weight more than victory and championship itself, which aren't readily measured by a season or record, because they might embody a spirit, a temperament, the soul of a team.

It's the truly moving part beyond the numbers and interests of professional league commercial sports.

Although Kansas City Chiefs have not revealed their starting lineup temporarily, the commentary booth has already gotten the answers they need.

"...for three seasons, early securing playoff seed spots, the Kansas City Chiefs for the first time in the last regular season match deployed the full starting lineup, striving for victory, the team from top to bottom is filled with desire for victory."

"Because this time, they fight for Felix Gray."

Those attempting provocation intending to anger Kansas City Chiefs' haters only now realize clearly, they opened Pandora's box releasing the devil.

However, everything is too late.