Chapter 1406: Chapter 1405: False Affection and Hypocrisy
What’s going on here?
Looking at each other, full of questions.
Everyone is stunned, staring at the scene in front of them, feeling like they can’t keep up with the rhythm, and suspecting this is an April Fool’s joke.
Could it be… Watson really went crazy?
Perhaps the only fortunate thing is that the incident occurred near the entrance of the player passageway, a blind spot in the view, not many eyes on it.
Arrowhead Stadium is completely immersed in joy and happiness, the moment of topping the American League for three consecutive years is worth cherishing, the roaring waves of cheers engulfing the audience, revelry and partying in full swing, so much so there’s a temporary lack of attention to the commotion in the player passageway.
But paper can’t cover fire, the situation happening under the gaze of the crowd, such things cannot be kept secret for long, it’s likely to catch the fans’ attention at any moment.
Worse, the media reporters have already keenly sensed the situation, eyes gradually looking over.
Even with just a bit of thought, it’s clear that once the news spreads, the entire social network is likely to explode, a storm is brewing.
In the League, such an event has never occurred before, various wild imaginations already flying around, is it alcohol or drugs? Or simply a mental breakdown?
Today, Watson indeed created history, writing a new record unprecedented in the League, the first player to go crazy on-site after losing a match.
Literally.
Everything, completely sudden, must extinguish the fire in time before the situation spirals further out of control, doing everything possible to control the collateral damage.
Noticing this scene, Watt was momentarily stunned.
For a very, very brief instant, Watt had a thought, it wasn’t necessary to meddle, just let it be, after all, Watson didn’t want his help, watching Watson self-destruct doesn’t seem too bad.
However, fleeting, just a brief moment, it passed.
Immediately, Watt extinguished the thought, knowing he couldn’t stand idly by, no matter what, Watson was their quarterback.
The strong sense of responsibility made Watt stand up swiftly, no longer able to continue licking wounds and lamenting, and dashed out without hesitation.
Not far ahead, Hopkins was frustrated and aggrieved, walking dejectedly towards the player passageway, ready to return to the locker room to calm down.
As a result, Watson saw Hopkins and ran over enthusiastically, raising both hands high, “Champions! Champions!”
This nonsensical yelling irritated Hopkins, brushing off Watson to enter the player passageway, not intending to talk to the madman.
Unexpectedly, Watson followed into the player passageway and continued shouting, Hopkins annoyed to death, instinctively raised his hand to push Watson away.
Watson seized Hopkins’ arm, a quick turn over the shoulder, actually tripping Hopkins.
Unexpectedly, Hopkins solidly fell to the ground, internals tumbling, unable to shout for pain, anger swallowing reason.
Hopkins struggled to stand up using hands and feet, clenched his fists, ready to vent some rage, when a figure rushed over.
Right leg extended, forming a tripping posture; right hand pushed forward, hitting Watson’s right shoulder hard.
Didn’t even have time to clearly see the action, Watson was toppled over, landing heavily, cutting off all sound instantly.
The world, became quiet—
Despite the player passageway outside still roaring loud, despite the echo of falling inside still reverberating, Watson finally quieted down.
That alone was enough.
Hopkins clenched his fists, eager to step forward.
Watt suddenly turned around, stared at Hopkins fiercely.
Hopkins felt a lump in his chest, still wanted to argue a few words, but eventually swallowed all the words, spat to the side, no longer lingering, walked angrily towards the locker room.
Watson dazedly laying on the ground, not getting up for a long time, trying to figure out what’s going on, then saw Watt’s face enlarging like a devil in his pupils, fierceness crashing down.
“Have you sobered up?”
“If not, want another round, anyway you’ve already embarrassed yourself, one more time won’t make a difference.”
Watson cursed under his breath, yet after recalling just now’s scene, all stuck in his throat and dissipated, couldn’t help but shiver.
Goosebumps frantically emerged, entire back drenched in cold sweat.
He looked up, over Watt’s shoulder, looking into the backlight along the player passageway, Watson saw a faint red—
Number twenty-three.
“Damn it.”
Instantly, Watson’s throat was seized, numb from head to toe, mind filled with just this idea, even blood froze into ice.
That guy, always disliked him, and now as close friend with Watt, holding such leverage now, how could he easily miss such an opportunity?
He would definitely betray him before the media!
Even just imagining Li Wei acting concerned or betrayal with schadenfreude, made Watson fall into a deep abyss of despair.
So, what to do?
Kneel and beg him?
No, no, no, even if he’d die, he refused to beg that man, wouldn’t want to see that man’s condescension and pride, he refused.
But, what to do?
Just now Watson himself didn’t understand what happened, mind flooded with chaotic thoughts, pain, sadness, despair, struggle, torment, madness, all exploding, then began denying reality, couldn’t remember the details later, vaguely recalling himself recklessly babbling.
Damn it!
Watson only felt headache splitting.
Watson battling internally there, but Li Wei’s steps didn’t pause, only patted Watt’s shoulder, proceeded directly towards the locker room.
Could even hear Li Wei calling Kansas City Chiefs players, “Come, opening champagne, next preparing for a group photo shoot, if you don’t mind missing it, then pretend I didn’t say.”
Laughing and chatting, Kansas City Chiefs players all followed Li Wei, returned to the field, for the American League championship award ceremony next.
Champions are champions, American League champions have a trophy too, and a corresponding award ceremony, Kansas City Chiefs celebrating Association Championship at Arrowhead Stadium for the second consecutive year!
Soon, only Houston Texans players remained in the player passageway, no outsiders anymore.
Watson directly dumbfounded, couldn’t believe Li Wei didn’t kick me when down—
No, no, no, it’s all an illusion, Li Wei not taunting him here, not due to kindness or nobility, but preparing to deliver a fatal blow in front of media, even disdain to exchange eye contact, inherent arrogance and conceit unhidden in private.
Right, must be this.
However, Watson quickly realized he was wrong, utterly wrong.
Li Wei said, “I noticed. I think it might be hypothermia combined with dehydration, maybe some delirium, I sincerely hope DeShaun can rest well and recover quickly.”