King of the Bay Area

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"Beep!"

The referee blew the whistle at the end of the game. Although it was not a night game, Sam Bradford walked forward and shook hands with Lu Ke to express his respect for the golden sea in front of him. Compared to other St. Louis Rams players who turned around, this was Bradford's personal choice.

Lu Ke sincerely expressed gratitude.

Then, turning around, Lu Ke walked to the center of the stadium and joined together with other teammates. All of them were neatly arranged in three columns, one in the offensive group, one in the defensive group, and one in the secret service group. No exception appeared on the court, and then raised their hands high, showing the golden accessories on their hands and bodies, and applauded to the audience to express their gratitude.

north. west. south. East side.

All the spectators in the entire candlestick stadium stood up together in unison, waving their support scarves and other support items, and then the familiar support slogan was stirred up again in the stadium, simple but direct, familiar and powerful, showing In addition to the tenacity and passion that belongs to this stadium and this city:

"Fight! Endlessly!"

They are nine people. They are fighters. Rather than bend, bend, or bend, never give up!

"Fight! Endlessly!"

They are the gold diggers who are closely united. Before the guidance of their ancestors, they came to this land to create a new world and create a life that belongs to them. No matter how many difficulties, no more suffering, no more Frustration, this can not defeat them, if fate is destined to be gray, then they use their hands to tear a gap, feeling the sunshine.

"Fight! Endlessly!"

That high-spirited fighting spirit, that surging enthusiasm, that unyielding will, once again ignited, burning! Not just because of touchdowns, not just because of victory, but the genes that are deeply hidden in the blood, they are fighters! They are warriors! They are fighters!

Let the storm come more violently!

...

Ryan Baldwin sat quietly in a wheelchair. Before he realized it, his eyes began to heat slightly. The hot tears blurred the sight. The golden ocean gradually blurred, but it was like a volcanic magma in the blood vessels. The gurgling is boiling, this feeling is really too beautiful:

Afflicted by amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, his muscles have gradually begun to wither, and his consciousness and nerves are slowly losing control of the body. Once the usual movements have become extremely difficult-he must You can clenched your fists with all your strength.

But now, his muscles feel a touch of warmth again, as if his body has been enlarged into a universe, and even the slightest changes can be clearly controlled, even the nerves with thick and thin hairs can accurately expand and contract. He once again has the initiative of the body!

The deafening response echoed in the ward, and Ryan tried to clench his fists bit by bit like this, his fingers still could not be straightened completely, his palms still had muscle stiffness, and even a little bit of exertion must consume countless The energy of the fingertips began to tremble slightly.

Hard.

Try harder.

Ryan still couldn't make a fist freely, but this time, he didn't give up, staring at his fist intently, clenching his teeth, continually exerting force in his brain, closer, closer, just a The action of making a fist caused the whole body to tremble violently, as if it was a battle between the brain and the body. Even if it was difficult, even hard, he still refused to disarm!

at last.

My fingertips finally curled up in the palm of my hand, clenched as hard as I could, and then clenched tightly, holding my destiny firmly in my palm.

Then, raise your right hand!

"Fight. Endlessly."

Ryan ’s voice was still ambiguous, and he could n’t finish his bite accurately. The two single blocks were extremely difficult; but he still raised his right hand stubbornly and stubbornly, shouting again and again, the voice finally broke through the throat. Like the awakening of a male lion, he roared out his unyielding will in the depths of his soul.

"Fight! Endlessly!"

Howl! Howl again!

One after another, the roar continued to grow loudly; again and again, there was a continuous outburst of excitement / love, and the high fighting spirit began to raise his head strongly, and climbed up and down, as if even the soul began to burn, shouting, The tears broke through the eyes, and the face was wet with awkwardness.

However, the smile at the corner of the mouth bloomed again for a long time, and it bloomed arbitrarily and brightly, and then screamed involuntarily, "Endless battle! Endless battle! Endless battle!"

In this way, Ryan joined the ranks of the golden ocean of Candlestick Stadium, and gave an unyielding roar from the depths of his soul. He refused to lose, he refused to lose, he was a nine-man, and he always raised his head and raised his chest. Nine people greeted the battle, he is now ready to fight against fate again.

Jonathan, who was standing obliquely behind, watched the scene before him. Whether it was the golden sea on the TV screen or Ryan, who was ecstatically roaring, the rhythm that fit together was so beautiful and so touching that Jonathan ’s eyes were again Slightly reddish, really embarrassed.

To avoid becoming more embarrassed, Jonathan also clenched his fists tightly and shouted with Ryan.

But here is not a candlestick stadium after all, Jonathan is inevitably a little shy. Without the companionship of my peers, I am now in a quiet hospital environment. After opening my mouth, I am still a bit cautious and worried. In case my shouting disturbs other patients, in case their noise causes adverse effects, In case they alarmed the inpatient who was resting ... what should I do?

But Ryan didn't care at all, so he shouted unconsciously, once, again, so lonely, so thin and so weak, but he never gave up, and made a sound of perseverance and perseverance, one by one. Lifting up slightly, the thin shoulders looked so straight at the moment.

Jonathan gradually found his voice. When the voice broke through his throat and shouted, the smile on the corner of his mouth could not help blooming, so his mood rose up and soared in the wind.

"Endless battle!"

Jonathan and Ryan were like fools, shouting their arms and shouting in unison, but when the four eyes met, they were both excited, and in a trance, they seemed to have returned to the candlestick stadium, joined the ranks of all nine, and enjoyed Enjoy the game and taste victory triumphantly.

The two voices seemed inconspicuous, but they still stood out in the quiet inpatient department.

One after another, the family members in the inpatient wards all looked up and looked at the movement in the corridor curiously. The nurse on duty at the nurse station immediately trot out immediately, apologizing and drinking. Trying to control the scene with every effort, stop the loss in time before the riot spreads.

"Etc., etc."

Surprisingly, some onlookers yelled at the nurse, watching the nurses have no time to respond, and other onlookers on both sides of the corridor also helped out, "Wait."

The nurse finally finished the brakes and asked a little impatiently, "What's wrong?"

"So be it."

"Let us enjoy this victory today."

"That's Ryan Baldwin, isn't it?"

"This is his afternoon."

"We also like this game today, let everyone enjoy it."

"That's it."

The chirping voices came and went, and the nurse's footsteps had completely stopped, staring at the family members of the patients in front of him, "This ... this is not good, it affects the rest of the patients.

The family looked at each other, and they didn't know how to answer for a while. In the end, a patient who pushed the bottle rack came out, showing a weak smile, and the opening broke the short silence.

"What could be more touching than a victory? The patients living here are almost all the guys who are going to death and lying and waiting to die. Maybe, we all need a little inspiration, not just Ryan. God , To be honest, I ’m a little jealous of Ryan. If this victory, Bambi is fighting for me, that ’s better. ”

No one spoke again, the hallway became quiet again, and the voices of the Baldwin brothers became abrupt again, "Fighting ceases."

The violent emotion was stirred in the room, leaking from the tightly closed door of the ward, weak but firm, and then you can see the patient dragging his bottle rack and walking slowly Next to the door, he slowly leaned against the wall. He seemed to need a little support to keep standing. He quietly pressed his ear against the threshold and listened quietly.

He murmured softly, "Fighting ceaselessly, fighting ceaselessly."

But the voice was too soft, and the others could not hear clearly, nor could he clearly see the shape of the mouth, and there was no way to judge, but his expression revealed a certain amount of safety and coziness, and seemed to be enjoying such a moment, just like a checkmate People breathe the breath of life greedily, harder, harder.

Everyone else was stunned, including the nurse.

Quietly, the mood began to brighten up involuntarily, an illusion occurred between the trance, the haze that enveloped the inpatient department seemed to tear a gap quietly, and the golden sunlight fell down, warmly relaxing Can't help but start looking at the probe, gathered at the door of Ryan Baldwin's ward, staring at the small screen inside the ward, quietly watching the bright and dazzling golden ocean.

In the other wards, the patients who were lying on the beds in bed could not help closing their eyes and mouths, amplifying the sense of hearing, and carefully capturing the glimmer of hope in the air, even if it was only a faint faint Hopefully, they also grasped tightly with both hands.

Life is a miracle, no one should give up easily. Even if the fate has been arranged for life and death, it is difficult to make an easy conclusion before letting go.