Every fan in the arena and every Kings fan felt a fire burning inside them.
Wang Yi had been posterized more than once or twice today.
"How many times has Gobert scored on the Kings in a row now? Why haven't the Kings adjusted?"
"Didn't Wang have that iconic moment when he played man-to-man defense on Gobert? He even defended Antetokounmpo one-on-one. What's going on today? He keeps getting bullied."
"He's getting bullied, so why does he insist on guarding that monster one-on-one? He's practically sticking his face out and asking to get punched."
Many commentators were itching to criticize the Kings' game plan and Wang Yi's approach.
The Grizzlies players were all feeling very pleased with themselves.
After all, their center had just dunked on Wang Yi three times in a row;
and scored on him six times in a row.
How could they not be pleased?
The Grizzlies' front office staff were all wearing faint smiles, too. Their center was playing very well today and was in excellent form.
Their head coach, however, thought something was off.
The Grizzlies usually started by letting Gobert take over down low.
Once Gobert got going, their two engines on the perimeter would have their chances, and they could activate the whole team.
But four minutes into the game, they had given the ball to Gobert for nothing but isolation plays.
The other four players hadn't made a single attempt at the rim.
That was completely at odds with the style they had stuck to all season.
Their system this season involved everyone on the team taking part in the offense, but today, for the first four minutes, only Gobert had been involved. The other four had just stood there watching.
And with a center as tall as Gobert, stamina was always