As the snowflakes fell, the air seemed to soften, and everyone got lost in enjoying the first light snow in 35 years. But before lunch was over, the snowflakes stopped, and a light drizzle began to fall from the sky. The snow on the streets melted in the rain, and the air began to turn a little bit colder. The temperature seemed to be the same familiar number, five or six degrees Celsius, but the feel of it had dropped by a notch. A cold breeze blew by, and goosebumps appeared on his skin, causing him to shiver.

"Ah-choo," Lu Ke felt a tickle in his nose and sneezed.

"Bambi?" a voice called out from the side. Lu Ke instinctively turned his head, but before he could see the other person's face, he felt an uncomfortable sensation in his nose again. He quickly turned his head to the empty space next to him and sneezed a second time, "Ah-choo," then rubbed his nose and could feel some mucus.

"Haha, Bambi." A teasing voice came from his side. It was none other than Joe Staley from the offensive line. "You're this excited about a little bit of snow. If you went to Michigan in the winter, you'd be dying to go out and party. The whole lake can freeze over, and the thick snow will let you roll around in it."

Most of the players on the San Francisco 49ers were from the South, and snow was a relatively rare sight for them. So, in the parking lot just now, not only Logan Newman and Marcus Lynch, but other native players from the South also joined in the fun. The snowball fight later extended all the way to the practice field, and all the thin layers of snow on the eaves were used for fighting. The most exaggerated part was that they didn't even spare a little bit of snow on a garbage can.

Despite this, there was still a small portion of players on the team from the North, and they were no strangers to snow. For example, Tarell Brown from New York. He had even been through a blizzard where the entire city lost power and water, and everyone was trapped at home, surviving in extreme conditions. He hated snow, let alone enjoying it. Staley was also one of them. He lived in northern Michigan, where the ice froze for a thousand miles every winter. Today, under the influence of the team's joyful atmosphere, they couldn't help but join in. It was less about enjoying the snow and more about enjoying the atmosphere.

"I'll pass on the rolling. I'm not a warrior race who runs around in the snow in shorts," Lu Ke said, but before he could finish his sentence, he sneezed a third time, and his embarrassed look made everyone around him laugh.

"Bambi, are you okay?" Kip Christ walked over and asked with concern. "God, you're not getting a cold, are you?" Even though they were football players, they were still normal people. They could still get injured and sick. When they had a cold, they would still feel groggy and unable to think clearly. These things were inevitable. But for an important game, this was not a good sign.

Lu Ke waved his hand to deny it. "It's not that exaggerated. But I'm still not used to the current temperature, and my muscles are a little tight. I'll start warming up early and get my body ready." The New England Patriots are located in the small town of Foxborough, Massachusetts. Their home stadium is also known as a famous "devil's home field" in the league. A big reason for this is the cold, especially in January when the playoffs start. The bone-chilling cold creates a natural barrier for visiting teams. The weather is also part of the game, and it is a part that cannot be ignored. But the problem is that today is a home game for San Francisco, and a light snow, the first in 35 years, has fallen at Candlestick Park. The home-field advantage seems to have vanished instantly, because it snows almost every year in Pittsburgh, which is on the East Coast, and it's much thicker and heavier than today's snow.

Kip walked over and told Lu Ke to stand up straight. He extended his arms, and then he made a fist and tapped Lu Ke's arms rhythmically, starting to activate his muscles. "Slow down the warm-up process today. Don't rush to use force or have a ball training session. Only start after you're sure your muscles are relaxed. Otherwise, you'll be prone to muscle strains." Today was a highly anticipated game, and there was no room for error. Now, even the home-field weather wasn't helping. It seemed that the scales of victory were slowly tilting. However, the home fans didn't think so.

The team bus left the training field and slowly drove toward Candlestick Park on the other side of the park. As soon as it left the parking lot, they could see a winding red river flowing along the main road of the park, pointing the way to Candlestick Park. This large red river was not rushing. It was moving slowly and steadily. When they noticed the team bus approaching behind them, the gentle stream of people moved to both sides in an orderly manner, making a path for the bus to pass. Then they carefully closed back together. The quiet and flowing scene was as beautiful and breathtaking as a vibrant oil painting.

Through the bus window, they could clearly see the excited faces on both sides. Their cheeks, which were red from the cold wind, were filled with excitement and passion. They waved the cheering towels in their hands and constantly slapped the team bus, making a deafening "bang bang bang" sound. Then they enthusiastically shouted the names of the players they saw through the bus window. Lu Ke had once witnessed a sea of 70,000 people in red at Candlestick Park, roaring and surging, bursting with a powerful aura that even dyed the blue sky a vivid red. But today, Candlestick Park was even more magnificent. The blood-red river flowed in a winding path, completely igniting every corner of his vision, as if the cold snap and light snow had completely melted in this wave of enthusiasm.

As they got closer to the player tunnel, the countless red streams of people gradually converged, and then a thunderous roar of cheering came from the wind. "We are! Warriors! We are! The Niners!" Wave after wave, each one higher than the last. In his sight, there was nothing but red. The sky and the ground were all red. Even the white snow that had ignited the passion of the entire city today lost its color at this moment. There were no Steelers fans to be seen. They seemed to have been completely swallowed up in this vast red ocean.

After this game, according to the official data of the San Francisco 49ers, Candlestick Park welcomed more than 103,900 fans. In addition to the 70,000 fans who entered the stadium to watch the game, there were more than 30,000 fans who eagerly waited outside the stadium and watched the live broadcast of the game on the big screen, truly feeling the sound of a beating heart on-site. This was the game with the most attendees at Candlestick Park since January 3, 1999. At that time, Steve Young, a former 49ers legend, led the team to the playoffs. In the first round, they faced the Green Bay Packers at home. The game attracted more than 110,000 fans, and in the end, they defeated their opponent with a score of 30-27 and advanced to the second round. Unfortunately, they lost to the Atlanta Falcons by two points on the road in the second round. That was the last glory of the San Francisco 49ers. After that, they fell into a long period of slump. First, Steve Young missed the entire next season after playing only three games because of a concussion and was eventually forced to retire by the team. Then, the team fell into a long period of leaderless chaos, unable to find the next leader. The quarterback position came and went.

Today, Candlestick Park felt the glory of the past again! The team bus finally came to a slow stop, and the players got off the bus one after another. Lu Ke was the last one. After learning their lesson from the last time at the airport, the team was now consciously making arrangements. To avoid more chaos, it was better to leave Lu Ke for last.

When Lu Ke's feet were on the ground, he saw the fans standing in an orderly line on both sides. Everyone held up their left or right hand high, looking at Lu Ke with eager anticipation. Their faces were excited, and their eyes were full of hope. The bitterness and loneliness of the cold winter were completely blocked, and a wave of heat rushed toward him.

"Bambi!" The first fan on the right side began to shout and held up his right hand. Lu Ke instinctively high-fived the other person's hand, and then everyone went wild. So, Lu Ke raised his hands and jogged forward. The red waves on both sides began to surge with his footsteps. It was a magnificent sight!

When Lu Ke was the last one to enter the player tunnel, the crowd behind him let out a thunderous roar. "Victory! Victory! Victory!" The chant, like a battle song, stacked up and then poured down overwhelmingly, bursting with an unprecedented powerful belief: a firm belief in victory, in battle, and in the future! This was a difficult and arduous game, an unprecedented challenge, and a life-or-death showdown! But the 49ers were not shaken or questioned at all, and they were not afraid. They stood firmly behind the team, waving flags and shouting, becoming the biggest support for the team on the battlefield! At this moment, every one of them was a 49er. Every one of them was a part of this team. They would fight side by side for victory!

Going against the current, moving forward with unstoppable force! This was a war, and they would fight to the end! Fight until every drop of blood was burned out!

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