Shaking, trembling—
The football was like this, and so was Li Wei.
The white light and the maroon light moved at completely different frequencies.
The entire world fell silent, watching as the football was about to fly out of bounds.
Johnson was soaring through the air, Littleton lunging with all his might, Peters tangling with Kelsey but unable to tear his eyes away from Li Wei, and the prone Donald finally traced Mahomes' gaze to locate the football's trajectory.
In the VIP box, Ariana, and in front of their TVs, Thalia, held their breaths. Outside the Mercedes-Benz Dome, Felix and everyone else felt their hearts stop beating; even Goodell was no exception.
Time, in that moment, pressed the pause button. All the roaring and clamor vanished.
Perhaps, there was one exception.
Li Wei.
A full 360-degree spin, followed by another 180-degree twist.
