Druid in Marvel

Alvin pulled Chief George and stood outside the lounge door of the Regis Middle School team.

Looking at Director George with an awkward expression on his face, Alvin sneered, patted him on the arm and said, "Brother, you have to do me this favor.

If these kids on the other side are really scared out of their wits, our champion will be dishonored.

Go and cheer them up and tell them to have a good game no matter what. "

As he spoke, Alvin looked at Director George with a strange expression, spread his hands helplessly, and said, "I don't even know how we ended up in such a big scene.

That old Norman Osborne guy actually brought a high school football final here and made it nationally fucking televised.

What if a team is scared away before the finals even begin? "

Director George looked at the depressed Alvin funny and said, "Then what are you going to do? Let me stand behind those kids with a gun and act as their bodyguard?"

Why didn't you bastards think that they were still children when you threatened them? "

Alvin looked at Director George helplessly and said, "I don't know either~

Why should I scare them?

Even if the Bad Wolves released those who failed the exam, they could defeat them.

It's all that Italian guy from Yarde, he brought over the Italian football hooligan stuff, me, me..."

As he spoke, Alvin assured Director George: "I promise that there will be no accidents in today's game. I will drive those ugly monsters to the top stand right away.

Come on, man, cheer these guys up. You're the most respected cop in New York and they're going to trust you.

Please, let them have a good game no matter what.

I still have a few kids who need outstanding performances to win scholarships..."

Director George laughed angrily at Alvin, "You don't take the Regis Middle School team seriously at all. All you care about is whether the children in your own school can play a wonderful game and then go for a scholarship."

Looking at Alvin with an embarrassed expression, Director George shook his head helplessly, gave Alvin a middle finger, and then laughed and cursed: "I'm also a fan of the damn Wolves, and Gwen is also the main cheerleader.

You actually want me to help support the other party? "

Alvin rubbed his face in embarrassment, put Director George's shoulders with both hands and turned him around to face the door of the lounge. He knocked on the door, and then said helplessly: "Man, help me, if you I want to come to the Wolves game, I’ve got the tickets, and I’ll give you my super VIP seat.”

Director George looked back at Alvin and said with a smile: "Are there any cigars and drinks provided?"

Alvin glanced at the lounge door that was opened a crack, pushed Director George's back impatiently, and cursed: "I'll find two more fucking Russian girls for you to learn foreign languages." OK?

Come on, don't screw it up, let them try harder.

If it doesn’t work out, I will personally pay 10,000 yuan as their ‘effort bonus’. "

In the Wolves' lounge, many of the country-like players were wandering around excitedly after experiencing the luxury of the New York Giants' home team's lounge.

William, who had a little dirty braid, looked at the "landlord" who wanted to try the ice bath before the game, and shouted in a funny voice: "You idiot, can't you wait until the game is over to try this thing?

Most of the guys take an ice bath after a game to relieve muscle stress. What do you want to do? "

The “landlord” looked stupidly at the luxurious decorations around him and said, “I need to calm down now, the life of these professional players is so comfortable.

I always thought they just drove nice cars and lived in villas, who knew their lounges were so great.

Do you think I can play in the NFL? "

Harry, the team's main quarterback, was sitting in a chair wrapping a bandage on his ankle. Hearing the "landlord's" wish, he smiled and smashed the bandage roll in his hand onto his head, and then smiled. Said: "You can definitely do it. As long as Zach is not injured, he will be the No. 1 pick in two years.

You're not bad at all. Remember to protect me today and don't let anyone knock me down again. "

The "landlord", who looked like an old ape, giggled "hehehe" after hearing this, then looked at this extremely luxurious lounge and said: "When I have money, I will pay to build the school's lounge." Change it to this.”

As he spoke, the "landlord" patted the expensive-looking large bathtub next to him and said with a smile: "I will let each of you have a bathtub like this when the time comes."

Steve leaned against the door of the lounge. He looked at the large group of excited children in front of him and smiled happily.

There are a total of 32 people in the team, including all the children in the three grades of high school in the entire community school who are in reasonably good shape.

Steve wasn't sure what their future would look like, either.

There are many kids here who may not be able to play professionally at all, but their desire to win scares Steve.

That kind of reckless ferocity and nonchalant strength after being injured were something Steve had only experienced from his comrades in the past.

But the "Howling Commandos" are elites selected from thousands of people. They themselves are tough guys who have come out of life and death fights.

And what about these kids? A group of little beasts trapped in hell.

When someone lit a bright light in the distance for them and told them where the exit of hell was, they worked hard in that direction.

Every fight and every scramble on the court will bring them one step closer to their dreams.

Steve was very grateful for the rules Alvin set for the team. If you fail the test, you can't play. This seems unkind and stupid.

But Steve knew that this would give those children who were doomed to futility a new way out.

Steve simply couldn't imagine what he should do if these kids were students who were little better than illiterate students.

Maybe I can keep winning, win beauty, win honors, and eventually become a group of football stars.

But those children who are ultimately abandoned by football will definitely become their own nightmare.

Now it's better, even if they can't make ends meet through football, they can still go to a university and find a decent job in the future.

Steve watched Coach Bill announce the lineup, and the complex expressions of surprise, gratitude, and determination on the faces of the children who failed the exam. He finally understood the ultimate meaning of his work.

"Victory", "passion" and "honor" are never things that one should pursue. Everything in community schools should serve the future of those children.

Jamal, Brandon, and Hardwick are three wonderful children who have returned from juvenile detention. It is our responsibility to help them seize the only chance to change their lives.

I saw Coach Bill step aside and wave to himself amidst the cheers of a large group of children.

Steve glanced at the time and clapped his hands vigorously to signal his team members to gather around.

Standing in front of a locker, Steve looked at the players surrounding him.

Looking at Jamal who was half-kneeling in front of him and couldn't wait to put on his helmet, Steve slapped his helmet in a funny way and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, you look so stupid like this."

Jamal, who has a fat body and extremely broad shoulders, didn't pay attention to Steve's teasing and the ridicule of his teammates. He hammered his helmet hard, stared at Steve with red eyes, and said: "I'm ready... "

Steve grabbed the fence on Jamal's helmet and let him look at him for a few seconds. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "I can see it. The look in your eyes makes me a little scared.

Your opponents will be scared too.

Today you are the main running back, remember to catch Harry's hand-to-hand pass.

I want you to break out of the way with the ball, and we will all cooperate with you.

Remember to show those scouts what the Beast from Hell’s Kitchen looks like!”

As he spoke, Steve looked at the excited Jamal, patted his helmet with a smile, and said, "Our beast has nothing to fear except test papers..."

The surrounding players laughed loudly and kept slapping Jamal and the other two bosses on the head, laughing and teasing them kindly.

Steve glanced at the dejected Brandon and Hardwick, two tall, strong and talented boys.

After waving to them, Steve pulled Harry to his side, put his arm around his shoulders and said to them: "This is your quarterback, look at his figure, he is a weakling." .

Remember to protect him and then clear a path for Jamal. "

Facing the roar of laughter around him, Harry broke away from Steve's arm in dissatisfaction and shouted: "Hey, I will be the captain next year, save me some face."

Steve laughed and pointed at Jamal and the others, and said, "You are the core of the offensive team, and this game is very important to them.

Give me a good game!"

Harry glanced at the three excited teammates on the other side, he nodded heavily and said, "Let's give the other side some color.

By the way, what team are they calling? "

Just as everyone burst into laughter, the door to the lounge was pushed open, and Mr. Odinson, the assistant coach, rushed in wearing a Wolves jersey and shouted loudly: "Time's up, boys.

It was so exciting outside, with at least 80,000 people sitting in the stands.

This is a big scene, so don't be so scared that you wet your pants. "

Steve looked at Thor helplessly and shook his head with a smile, then clapped his hands to his team members and said loudly: "Guys, do you need me to give another speech to boost your morale?"

As he spoke, Steve looked at the players who could no longer control their feet and started to stamp their feet. He laughed and said, "Go and tear them apart..."

Our path is never easy.

But we can bump our way out with our shoulders!

Go and fight for a better future for yourself!

Go get your name engraved on the trophy!

We will always be proud of you..."