Danger, extreme danger!
With wolves in front and tigers behind, Smith found himself surrounded in the narrow pocket, his every step treacherous and precarious, with absolutely no room to breathe.
In the time it took to make just two steps of adjustment, the Flyers had already successfully disentangled from the offensive line, and in three steps took two, lunging towards Smith.
Smith's lateral movement was simply like a lamb walking into the jaws of a tiger!
Fight!
That was the only thought in Smith's mind, and he wanted to give it a try.
So.
Step up, charge forward.
Brake!
Just when it looked like Smith and the Flyers were about to collide, Smith hit an emergency brake to control his body, stopping dead in front of the Flyers—
Then, slightly shifted his position.
The Flyers, who were already fully committed and striving to take down Smith with all their might, were caught off guard and unable to control their body.
