Wang Yi held the ball in one hand and looked down at Gobert, who was sprawled on the floor.
This had become a familiar sight whenever Wang Yi played.
Whenever he knocked an opponent down or sent someone sprawling while grabbing a rebound, he would almost always hold the ball in one hand and look down at the player on the floor.
As a result, he had been reported by teams across the league.
They felt Wang Yi was taunting his opponents and that the refs could easily call a technical foul on him.
But after reviewing the incidents, the officials ultimately decided not to penalize Wang Yi.
The replays showed that every time Wang Yi held the ball and looked down at his opponent, he only glanced at him. He never made any taunting gestures or said anything provocative.
He didn't even have the slightest trace of mockery on his face.
You couldn't call it taunting just because someone looked at you.
What are you looking at?
What's it to you?!
That was exactly how Wang Yi was looking at Gobert now, but this time the referee blew his whistle.
Wang Yi turned and looked at the referee in surprise.
The referee signaled, "Number 0 of the Kings, rebounding foul."
"What?" Wang Yi exclaimed, putting an arm around the referee's shoulder. "Come on, man. I didn't make any contact with him. I didn't even touch a single hair on his head."
The referee shrugged. "He already had the rebound. You charged in and knocked him down. How is that not a foul?"
Wang Yi shook his head helplessly. "Come on, man. I know it looked like I knocked him down, but I didn't even take his clothes off. I didn't do anything. I'm innocent."
The referee laughed at that.