926 Everything is perfect

"Roar, roar, roar, the Giants are the champions!"

"Chieftain! Chieftain! Chieftain!"

The studio was in chaos, the audience pumped their fists vigorously, waves of enthusiasm surged, once again demonstrating the irresistible allure of football.

Li Wei arched his brow slightly, exuding confidence.

"At a party last night, someone asked me, 'Hey buddy, what's your motivation to come back to the Super Bowl next year?'"

"Of course, I could say a three-peat, but apparently, in their mind, a three-peat might lack a bit of appeal..."

Ha ha ha, laughter broke out again, but Li Wei's words didn't falter.

"So, I told them a story."

"Not too long ago, I visited Boston and stopped by a veterans' hospital. There was this veteran, Joe O'Malley—oh, dear Old Joe—who warmly shook my hand and asked me, 'Do you know what Brady and a circus have in common?'"

Laughter, starting to bubble uncontrollably. Clearly, Li Wei was setting Brady up as the target this time.