Crash, tackle, intercept, chase.
The clash of strength and speed, the tug-of-war of skill and timing, the twists and turns that are beyond imagination, bringing out the charm of football in full display.
Seeing the Los Angeles Chargers finally gain some advantage on defense, the relentless pressure from the defensive front eventually created a small opening.
First, Bosa with the crash, followed by a double tackle, and then a secondary interception.
Layer upon layer, like a Heavenly Net, Li Wei was struggling alone and about to collapse, coming close to halting the push at least twice, yet unbelievably carved out a bloody path, turning the crisis of being stopped behind the line into a deadly 45-yard dash for a touchdown, leaving chaos in his wake.
Sometimes like a Matador, sometimes like a bull.
Sometimes firm as a rock, sometimes as graceful as a startled swan.
That flash of red number twenty-three, cutting off the breath of the entire field.
