Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 786: 785 Temporarily Convened
 

Over two seasons, the Kansas City Chiefs and the New England Patriots had met a total of three times—

All three encounters occurred in Foxborough, with the Kansas City Chiefs always playing on the road and having to face the unpredictable and thoroughly miserable weather of Foxborough.

Now, at their fourth meeting, the Kansas City Chiefs finally had the chance to host the New England Patriots. But what was up with the weather this time?

In a daze, it was hard to tell whether this was Foxborough or Kansas City.

So, after nearly two decades of New England Patriots dominating the NFL, did they now even have the ability to control the weather? Could they truly transform Kansas City into Foxborough, preparing to play as if it were a home game?

Complaining felt futile.

“Charles…”

Directly in front, Provo could hardly wait and was calling out continuously.

“Today’s game day, parking is difficult, we must leave earlier.”

West snapped back to attention, hurriedly hoisted up the bags large and small in front of him, quickly got into the car, and headed towards Arrowhead Stadium with Provo—

The Kansas City Chiefs vs. the New England Patriots game was scheduled at five forty in the afternoon, and as of now, there were almost ten hours before the game began.

Even the typically crowded Old Oak Tavern was eerily quiet on game day, without a soul in sight.

Nevertheless, Provo and West set out.

Because today’s game carried a heavy responsibility. It was not just a conference final but also a face-off against the formidable opponents, the New England Patriots.

Rarely, West had left the Old Oak Tavern, heading to Arrowhead Stadium after a long absence.

Just a moment ago, when Provo urged him, West didn’t argue and quickly got into the car, thinking they were early enough. Full of thoughts about the upcoming event, they had seriously underestimated Kansas City’s enthusiasm—

From afar, about a kilometer from Arrowhead Stadium, traffic had already started to jam.

West was completely dumbfounded: one kilometer, what exactly does that entail?

There are not many skyscrapers in Kansas City, offering an open view—they could already see Arrowhead Stadium, but though it seemed close, it felt impossibly far, with the dense multitude of vehicles ahead stretching out like ants, creating the illusion that this short one kilometer might never be reached.

Regular season tickets are often dominated by home fans, mostly season ticket holders, with only a small fraction of fans buying tickets temporarily.

But for postseason games, each ticket is sold separately, requiring everyone to wait in line, both online and offline, leading to a sudden increase in the number of away and neutral fans, thus changing the entire stadium atmosphere.

This conference final didn’t only attract fans from the New England region. Because of the spectacular and high-profile nature of the game, countless neutral fans also thronged to take part, marking a peak tourism moment for Kansas City as tens of thousands of unfamiliar faces flooded the city.

And now, they thronged towards Arrowhead Stadium together.

The event was unprecedented.

Kansas City had not been this bustling and crowded in a long, long time.

Provo and West were early enough, but some were even earlier; soon, a lengthy line formed behind them, with congested vehicles meticulously aligned, stretching toward the city along the overhead bridge—

The line of cars swiftly exceeded two kilometers and continued to grow.

Because of the traffic jam, vehicles moved slowly. Many drivers rolled down their windows to chat, waving their red home jerseys in the air, gradually connecting into a continuous stream, flowing like red magma.

“Chieftain, we must win!”

“Soar!”

“Fight! Fight! Fight!”

Then, not to be outdone, the New England Patriots fans emerged, waving their blue home jerseys despite being in an away game, shouting at the top of their lungs.

“Patriots are the champions!”

The next second, New England Patriots fans chimed in one by one, the roars echoing in every nook and cranny, forming a confrontation.

Roar, roar, roar!

“Patriots are the champions!”

“Patriots are the champions!”

Shouts rose and fell, signals of war were all around.

In the flowing magma appeared a deep and bright blue, the vivid colors colliding, becoming even more dazzling, igniting passion, and everyone’s blood started boiling.

No wonder people always say, from time immemorial red and blue have…

In the football leagues of the United Kingdom, the red and blue rivalry is the theme that has spanned decades, essentially becoming a match emblematic of the “national derby,” like “Liverpool vs. Chelsea,” “Manchester United vs. Manchester City,” where each duel embraces passion.

And now, the Kansas City Chiefs and the New England Patriots seemed to be inheriting the mantle, becoming NFL’s emerging classic “Red and Blue Battle.”

This was only the morning of game day, and fans’ enthusiasm had already sparked flames.

West’s face was filled with shock.

Provo noticed, “I’ve warned you, we need to hurry up.”

West took a deep breath, clenched his fists tighter, his blood boiled even more, “It looks like we’re in for a tough fight today.”

Despite the slow progress, it never completely stalled, and Provo and West made their way to Arrowhead Stadium at a snail’s pace.

In a corner of the parking lot, one could easily see a surging crowd dense around a black SUV.

At that moment, the SUV’s rear compartment was open, and one could see it fully packed with boxes, neatly stuffing every corner.

Provo sprinted over, “Hey, come over here and help out, we need to unload the stuff in the rear compartment too. Let’s distribute them here.”

“Hey, Karen; hey, Felix, looking sharp today.”

Roar, roar, the surroundings erupted.

A small group followed Provo, with Felix sitting in a wheelchair, his cheeks slightly flushed, trying to respond to Provo but realizing he had already turned and left, Felix could only spread his hands in helplessness.

Then, he refocused his attention.

“We need to be like dandelions, relying solely on our own strength, we can’t cover the entire field, but we need to cover every corner of Arrowhead Stadium.”

“So, we are the seeds, spreading like dandelions.”

“We explain the situation to every fan, then hope they will help, if they don’t, no worries, we quickly move on to the next fan, we need to act fast.”

Karen patted Felix on the shoulder, “Don’t worry, everyone will help out, because we are the Chiefs.”

Felix was still anxious, hearing his mother’s reassurances, he took a deep breath and in the midst of panic and tension, found his courage again.

It wasn’t easy, but Felix believed in himself. He could do it, he had to.

“Guys, we’re pressed for time.”

“I know this is all happening last minute, and it’s really difficult to ask for this suddenly; but I still hope it can happen.”

“I believe in everyone, as Li Wei said, because we are the Chiefs. We are not some major city, we don’t have any fancy gimmicks, we are just a bunch of blue-collar workers, diligently, down-to-earth living; but we’re still fighting at our posts, living strong, we won’t easily bow down to fate.”

“Today, we’ll show that tenacity.”

“Thank you to everyone willing to participate, please make sure this gratitude reaches every spectator who comes to the venue, including New England Patriots fans, because we don’t need to be despicable, we aren’t that ugly, we face defeat and challenges with integrity.”

“Guys, let’s be the proud Chiefs!”