Although Holiday had been completely shut down by Wang Yi, with virtually no chance to score, Wang Yi hadn't even used his three-point shot before Holiday was already getting crushed. Still, Holiday had made great strides on defense this year.
In the first three rounds of the playoffs, the players he'd guarded had shot just 30%.
They averaged only 9.7 points per game.
Lowry and Butler, for example, hadn't had much success against him.
The reason his defense had improved so much was that he'd learned plenty of dirty tricks from Doug Lambier.
He knew there was no way to stop Wang Yi with ordinary defense. His only option was to use those little tricks.
So on the next possession, when Holiday was guarding Wang Yi and Wang Yi tried to back him down in the post, Holiday planted his elbow right into the center of Wang Yi's back.
It was subtle, barely any movement, but an elbow to the back like that hurt like hell.
It was a new trick he'd learned from Dog.
It worked especially well against players who were good at backing their opponents down.
He'd used that very move to guard Anthony just moments ago.
Now he was using it on Wang Yi, too.
The blow sent a sharp stab of pain through Wang Yi's back.
Even so, he spun away, bounced outward, and drifted back as he took the shot.
The ball floated just over Holiday's fingertips, then slipped gently through the hoop as smoothly as a loach sliding into a fish tank.
Holiday furrowed his brow.
How the hell did that go in?
Meanwhile, in a hospital on the South Coast, the world's toughest G8, Jimmy Butler, was lying in a hospital bed.
His right arm was wrapped in thick bandages. It looked