Druid of Marvel - Chapter 1931

[Chapter 1842 Harry’s Embarrassment]

Shouts rang out across the field as Harry led the team into the field.

Here, Harry is the real core, the one on which everyone depends!

At the 25-yard line, Harry greeted his guys to form a circle…

He grabbed the necks of the two big men on the front line, stretched his head and shouted loudly: “Guys, are you ready? ” Huh

!” Harry exclaimed slightly excited after

feeling

the response from his teammates: “The defense team gave them a slap in the face just now, and now it’s time for us to score points.”

“Huh!”

Excited teammates, Harry shouted loudly: “Let’s go for touchdowns…”

“Touchdowns, huh…”

The players in the offensive team shouted wild slogans, jumping and clapping their hands and walking up to themselves s position.

The black left tackle “Painkiller”, who is 195 cm tall and weighs 108 kg, slapped Harry on the butt when he passed by, and said, “Focus on the front and leave it to me on the blind side.

Shred them with a pass .

The line of defense…”

Harry smiled and bumped his fist with Painkiller, then wiped the sweat from his hands with the towel around his waist.

He watched the nervous Blair High School defense team set up the defense line, and then bent down and clasped his hands on his chest, shouting a tactical command: “Red 18, Red 18…”

He had been standing on the sidelines with his arms crossed just now .

Steve, watching Harry on the field start shouting tactical instructions, he turned back to the seat and sat down.

The impatient Norman Osborn leaned over to Steve’s side and said a little unhappily: “Man, it’s the coach’s responsibility to support your players.

Are you going too far? You were so focused

just now .

is directing those children…”

Steve looked at Norman Osborn, who was a little unreasonable, and he didn’t know how he was standing on the sidelines with his arms folded, so he became an on-the-spot commander?

It was obviously a defensive tactic that had been rehearsed in advance, so he only needed to notify the “door opener” to adjust his tactics according to the situation on the field.

And he just sat for a while, ready to think about how to deal with Blair High School’s offense, how could it become a team that didn’t support him?

Watching Norman Osborn keep looking at Harry on the court, Steve shook his head helplessly and said, “Dude, can you stop for a while?

Our offense only has the Wildcats, you want What am I doing there?

Harry and the others can beat each other with their talent…

This is their stage, don’t make trouble!”

Norman Osborn looked at Steve and said worriedly: “Really ?”

Speaking of Norman Osborn’s contemptuous glances from Alvin and Frank on the bench, he raised his hand and said, “Okay, I apologize, the game is over, I’ll buy you a drink.

New York is the most expensive .

Let’s drink whatever you want!”

Harry shouted the kick-off slogan amid a “shh” at Norman Osborn from the bench.

Harry chose to be conservative in the first down attack…

After the kickoff, Harry quickly backed his legs and used the firm pockets to buy himself time to observe the situation on the court.

The left and right running backs all started running, one started sprinting toward the Blair High School hinterland, and the other started running along the sideline.

Only “Lightning” William used the cover of the tight end and desperately tore the line of Blair’s defense.

Just when everyone thought Harry would end the block with a pass, Harry shoved the football in his hand to the running back in a covert motion.

Then he held the non-existent football himself and rushed in the other direction.

Harry’s move affected Blair’s entire line of defense, and the two linebackers rushed towards Harry, who was burying his head in the attack, and knocked him to the ground the moment he rushed out of the pocket.

The moment Harry fell to the ground, Norman Osborn on the sideline jumped and yelled at the referee: “Are you fucking blind, they fouled!” The

linesman glanced at the shit Norman Osborn, followed in the footsteps of the running back, and ran to the other side.

Peter, the tea boy, walked over embarrassedly and pulled Norman Osborn, pointed at the running back who was brought down after 8 yards rushing the ball, explained a little that this was Harry’s tactic, and then wanted to pull this guy. The rich man who has lost his mind goes to the bench.

It would be stupid if the offense was penalized for yards because of him!

Although this kind of stupid thing is not uncommon in the “Family Wolves”, but after all, the boss of Norman is not a team member, right?

Norman Osborn showed no sign of repentance in the face of Peter’s explanation.

He patted Peter’s arm and said domineeringly: “You don’t understand, I’m also a tactic.

I’m putting pressure on the referee!

So they can pay more attention next time…”

Peter looked at the linesman just now and moved towards He cast an angry look here.

He bowed to the referee with embarrassed folded hands, then pulled Norman Osborn desperately and sent him back to the bench.

As Harry led the offense back into line for the second down, a few big men turned back to him and yelled, “Oh, our quarterback has a good mom!

I’m going to check it out .

Your locker, you must have hidden the bottle, haha!”

Harry slapped the center’s butt hard in embarrassment, causing him to let out a whimper.

Then he looked at the slightly distracted strikers, and exclaimed, “Focus on you bastards.

If you lose the ball, I’ll kick your ass…

Red 15, Red 15, ha…”

“Wolves “The loose state of the striker allowed the opposing defense to relax a bit.

But the moment Harry called out the tee, they found themselves thinking a little too much.

Those big men slammed the defense line frantically, and quickly squeezed a gap.

The running back behind Harry once again completed a cooperation with him…

When the running back rushed into the gap with the football and was brought down, everyone realized that there was no football in his hand at all.

Harry took advantage of the moment when everyone’s attention was attracted, and went to the other side, rushed 15 yards before dribbling the ball under the cover of the tight end and running back, and was pushed out of the sideline.

The two-gear attack went 23 yards, and the entire offense was thoroughly excited.

These tough boys, led by Harry, launched a kaleidoscope of attacks.

Short passes, long passes, rushing balls…

The almost unbreakable pockets of the “Wolves” gave Harry plenty of room to use his offensive talents to the fullest.

It took them just three possessions to complete a touchdown.

Harry “Lightning” William completed a touchdown with an incredible pass from the shadow over the shoulder.

The touchdowns were constantly replayed on the big screen…

Harry made a pass that spanned 40 yards and was accurately delivered to the rushing “Lightning” William.

And “Lightning” William didn’t even look back, he just raised his hand slightly sideways, and rushed diagonally along the ball path to the sideline. The football was accurately stabbed into “Lightning” William’s hand as if it were guided.

This is a professional level pass!

“Lightning” William just needs to get rid of it, then run to a suitable position, and he can be walked for touchdowns.

Norman Osborn watched Harry’s wonderful performance. He jumped up excitedly like an old monkey and swung his teeth and claws to stir up the atmosphere in the stands, trying to make Harry get more cheers.

After a burst of laughter from the 80,000 fans today, there was a burst of strong shouts for the sake of face.

After all, this rich man is indeed generous today, everyone drinks his beer, eats his hot dog, and gives him a little face no matter what.

When the Secret Service team came on the field to kick the ball, Harry walked down the field with a gloomy face amid the laughter of the crowd.

Harry looked helplessly at his father amid the strange screams of his teammates.

Seeing the slightly nervous expression in Norman Osborn’s eyes, Harry suddenly smiled, and he hugged his father and said, “Thank you, Norman!

You are the best father… …

but before everyone misunderstands that I’m still wearing a diaper, can you make me look tougher?”

Harry looked at the strange expression on Norman Osborn’s face, worried about his father’s glass heart, and said quickly. : “Actually, the way you scolded the referee was very handsome just now!

As long as you promise not to get kicked out, I think it’s worth getting a yardage penalty.”

Norman Osborn listened, and he suddenly laughed He patted Harry on the shoulder and said, “Did my dad do a terrible job?

I keep forgetting that you’ve grown up…

Maybe I don’t remember how much you looked like when you were a kid…”

Speaking of which, Norman Osborn waved his hand to stop Harry from speaking. He glared at several referees and said domineeringly: “Don’t worry about the game, I’m responsible for the trouble with the referees.

No one dares to kick Osborn out of the stadium… …

This is my package, I am the master here!

”

Alvin really can’t stand Norman Osborn’s ugliness… The

Secret Service team successfully scored a goal to make the score 7-0, Alvin rushed to the sidelines and took Norman Osborne. Ben La returned to the bench and pressed it on the seat.

Seeing the dissatisfied expression on Norman Osborn’s face, Alvin said unhappily: “Dude, this is the bench for the ‘Hungry Wolves’, if you are fooling around, Lao Tzu I’ll send you to the show.

You alone have brought down the tough guy index for all of us by 50 percentage points.

Do you still want the tough guy character design of ‘Hungry Wolves’?

You fucking embarrassed us for following along!

”

Speaking of which, Alvin looked at Norman Osborn who was a little unconvinced, and said, “I didn’t notice it before, you actually put on makeup!”

If you change your dress, you’re a real vicious old witch.

Who gave you the idea?

You should have sunk him in the sea to feed the fish…

you look so stupid right now!

”

Norman Osborn listened, rubbed his cheeks a little embarrassed, and said embarrassingly: “The makeup artist that Stark introduced to me…

He said that makeup will make me look younger!”

After all, today is Harry’s big day…”

Said Norman Osborn, looking at the strange expression on Alvin’s face, he said in disbelief: “I was tricked by Stark. right?

FUCK, I’m going to kill that bitch makeup artist!

”

Alvin looked at Norman Osborn, who was a little furious, with a funny look. He suddenly realized that Stark didn’t show up today.

At this time, Stark was sitting on the roof of the stadium, watching Norman Osborn’s stupid appearance through the surveillance camera and laughing.

It wasn’t until Raymond’s communication came in that he smiled restrained and said, “Don’t worry, Jarvis has monitored the entire stadium.

Every suspicious person will be marked and sent to you.

I am here as a backup for you too.

…”

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