The referee called a foul on Green, and Wang Yi winked at him.
Then he got to his feet.
As if dusting himself off, he brushed his backside and stepped up to the free-throw line, sinking another free throw.
Here was the breakdown of Wang Yi's points on that possession:
Two points for the dunk;
Three points from the free throws;
Three points from the shot beyond the arc;
And one more point from the final free throw.
Nine points in one possession!
The lead had been just 11 points, but now it had instantly ballooned to 20.
Kerr was so furious on the sideline that he erupted again, jumping to his feet as if ready to start cursing.
Kerr wasn't the only one. What coach wouldn't curse after watching the opposing team score nine points in a single possession?
But Kerr's assistant quickly wrapped his arms around him, stopping him from letting Wang Yi score 10 points in one possession.
Back in China, Xu Jingyu, the second commentator, said with deep feeling:
"Doesn't Kerr get it? Green comes on and they start giving up points. He comes on and they start giving up points. How does he not get it? He should just keep him glued to the bench. And he's doing commentary on the side, too. He should tear up that commentary contract before they let him back on the court. Why take on a side gig when you're already a good player? Are you short on money?"
Meanwhile, the Kings' female DJ, Chantelle, got the fans going, leading them in a chant:
"DPOY!"
"DPOY!"
"DPOY!"
The spectators caught on, waving their hands in rhythm as they joined in:
"DPOY!"
"DPOY!"
"DPOY!"
DPOY—Defensive Player of the Year.
But they weren't chanting DPOY at Wang Yi. They were chanting