Ah!
Garoppolo watched helplessly as the football landed in Kittel's arms, raising both hands high, silently cheering—
Red Zone.
Though not the end zone, it was still the Red Zone!
The opportunity was here for the San Francisco 49ers. They finally had the chance to overturn the score and take the lead into the locker room!
Li Wei, did you see? He can pass, not only can pass but also lead the team to turn the tide at crucial moments!
Joy exploded in the chest instantly, so overwhelming and violent that he forgot to make a sound, just opened his mouth wide, silently cheering.
However, it lasted less than a second. Before Garoppolo could even turn around to look for Li Wei in the crowd, what played out in front of him was like his heart being pulled from high up to a free fall—
Penalty?
How could it be! Where did the yellow flag come from?
Black whistling!
