"Josh! Roar!"
"Josh! Roar!"
Even though Jacobs had left the field, the cheers of the Crimson Tide Storm supporters still echoed in Richmond James Stadium—
the game was not over yet.
Clemson Tigers' Defensive Tackle Watkins had seized the ball, securing an excellent offensive position at the opponent's end zone front line at the thirty-five-yard line for his offensive group, giving Watson the chance to kill the game.
And Watson didn't miss it.
Cool, resolute, and decisive, Watson, like an assassin, showed his big heart. After coming back to the field, he swiftly cut down the hopes of the Alabama Crimson Tide Storm with another touchdown pass.
Moreover, after firmly kicking in the extra point, he continued to widen the lead.
"51:37."
Before you could even blink, the score gap had already grown to fourteen points; what's worse, the consumption of time pushed the Alabama Crimson Tide Storm towards an abyss.
Four minutes and seven seconds.