Heh!
The heart, hit head-on.
Garoppolo forced himself to stay calm, but his subconscious quick little adjustments resembled a frightened deer, unintentionally revealing his true emotions.
Nerves were stretched to the extreme, focus was highly concentrated, the passing motion showed no hesitation, yet the moment his hand released, his wrist flicked slightly, deliberately raising the passing arc, trying to break through the obstruction of "Gandalf," embracing freedom.
Whoosh!
The football flew out.
"Gandalf" Chris Jones extended his body and hands to the utmost limit, but due to tackling, his body weight had to lean forward, causing him to continuously lunge. His upper body stretched out entirely but still couldn't completely block the entire airspace.
The streak of red-brown trajectory rapidly broke through just above Chris Jones' hands, spinning fast, flying fast, piercing out.
Garoppolo: Got it!
Chris Jones: Just a little.
