Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 1570 - 1569: The Old Man and the Sea

Fournette resents Li Wei because Li Wei opportunistically stole the glory that should have belonged to him; he despises Li Wei, as the entire League claims Li Wei’s existence has changed the status of running backs, but the harsh reality has given Li Wei a harsh slap, demonstrating that the so-called leader among League running backs is merely average.

He is completely unaware that deep down he also looks up to Li Wei, quietly hoping Li Wei’s sudden rise might change his own situation, then shifting all his hardships onto Li Wei, using it as evidence to mock Li Wei’s so-called leadership aura, revealing it to be nothing more than superficial.

Everything is Li Wei’s fault.

Just when Fournette thought he would rot away in a dark corner, Brady found Fournette, shining like a ray of dawn light into the darkness, extending an olive branch to him.

"Come, let’s defeat Li Wei together."

At that moment, Fournette truly believed Brady was an angel, a messenger sent by God, not only pulling him back from hell but also giving him a belief, a goal, to realize his long-held desire—

A chance to defeat Li Wei, humiliate Li Wei, and crush Li Wei underfoot.

Fournette is willing to go to hell and back for Brady, willing to burn his life to clear any obstacles for Brady, willing to trade his life and soul to the devil just for a chance to step over Li Wei’s body and reach the top of the Super Bowl.

Compared to Brady, Li Wei is just an ant.

A ship, an old man, drifting alone on the vast ocean, a wave could capsize everything, directly burying him at sea.

People say he should retire, he already has everything, he accomplished greatness and doesn’t need to prove anything more, he should quit while he’s ahead.

People say he should face reality, his arm no longer strong, his legs increasingly awkward, that he can’t possibly defeat the ambitious young Li Wei.

People say he was actually overrated, that the success of the New England Patriots came from Belichick, and he just happened to be there—not just outsiders, but also the New England Patriots’ owner, management, and fans who believe that away from Belichick he would reveal his true colors, becoming the same ugly duckling as at the draft years ago, with poor build and mismanaged.

People say going to Tampa Bay is merely a reluctant choice, that he couldn’t win a championship, might even destroy the reputation he built over twenty years, that it is a struggle with an anticipated outcome, driven merely by pride and unwillingness to give up.

People say he’s just retiring at the Tampa Bay Buccaneers, aiming to break Big Manning and Brees’ passing records, to leave his name in history by flaunting stats, but he could never gain the respect and love from the League and fans like Big Manning.

However, the old man refuses to bow down or give in—

A person can be destroyed but not defeated.

He knows all those rumors and gossip are not true, he is not just barely hanging on, he’s not proving he can "barely" keep playing, he’s not there to rack up stats, he joined the Tampa Bay Buccaneers to win.

Tampa Bay, this once dormant team, is like a lone boat.

It has power but is lost; it has potential but lacks faith, and he came to take the helm.

He is not there to play one or two more seasons, he came to reach the top of the Super Bowl, he came to challenge fate.

Just like that old man.

He rows his battered little boat into the ocean, chasing the largest marlin of his life.

Everyone said he was too old, couldn’t catch anything anymore and should stay ashore and accept defeat, yet he still rowed out to sea, crossing familiar waters, heading into deeper waters.

Because he knows he can still fight, football is still in his bones.

The big fish is there, it won’t bite easily and certainly won’t be easily conquered, he will get tired, he will get injured, his body will constantly warn him that time isn’t on his side; but all of that is no reason to give up, nor is it a reason to submit and surrender.

Failure is not the final outcome, quitting is.

This time, the last time, the sea lies ahead, the storm is coming, but he does not retreat, nor does he fear.

Enduring hardships, bearing humiliation, quietly recruiting, gathering a group of victims with shared hatred and shame, united as one, marching boldly into the storm surge, ready to overturn this battle whose outcome seems predetermined.

He, Tom Brady, is ready—

Come on, fate, let’s battle once more!

This is the Brady that truly possesses the leadership of a king, far beyond Li Wei, the shameless scoundrel that sneaks around.

JJ-Watt is a fool, blinded by his own righteousness and emotions, failing to see Gronkowski willing to give up retirement for Brady, nor seeing Brady willing to reach out to the misunderstood and wronged Brown, or seeing Brady’s unyielding fighting spirit refusing to submit.

He refused Brady, refused the chance to ascend to championship greatness, yet opted for Li Wei’s decorative little boat, that shameless scoundrel with flashy but hollow glory and titles clouding his mind, despite being an excellent player on the field, off it he is a fool.

However, Fournette would not.

Does Brady have the courage and vigor to start anew, does Li Wei?

No, he doesn’t think so.

He is rational and mature enough to see through Li Wei’s hypocrisy and frailty, see through Li Wei’s bluster and shamelessness.

Not only that, in the upcoming season, he’ll show everyone in the League the truth, piercing Li Wei’s mask, bursting Kansas City Chiefs’ dream of four consecutive titles; he will take actual action to restore order, with Li Wei gone and Brady taking his rightful place, restoring the League’s normal trajectory.

There are no media interviews, no journalists asking questions, but Fournette is destined to make his statement upon arriving at Tampa Bay.

"I’m here for the championship."

"We will reach the Super Bowl. We will defeat Li Wei. We are champions."

"Tom Brady! GOAT!"

Their words echoed with impact!

The news media stood stunned, watching the eyes of Fournette full of frenzy, looking as if he had wandered into some shoe cult like a madman.

For this, Antonio Brown nodded repeatedly, backing Fournette.

Though they aren’t friends, nor do they know each other, they share the same enemy, and that’s enough.

Back in the Pittsburgh Steelers, he and Li Wei clashed; later Bell left, he clashed with Roethlisberger, all because of Li Wei.

In other words, if it weren’t for Li Wei, the Pittsburgh Steelers wouldn’t be in such a position, and Antonio Brown wouldn’t have ended up in such a state.

So, let Li Wei go to hell.

"Yes. Defeat Li Wei. Our season goal is to silence all the League’s Li Wei fans, I can’t stand that self-righteous and hypocritical face, it makes me sick."

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