Wang Yi had been fierce with Paul on the court just now. Now that he was off the court, he went over and apologized to Paul.
Only then did Paul take the water. He shook his head.
"Oh, it's fine. We're all playing for the team to win. Besides, this is your team. You have the green light to shoot whenever you want."
That was how things went with many teams off the court.
Maybe on the court they yelled at one another, trash-talked, and blamed each other, but they all had the same goal: winning.
So as long as they talked things through off the court, they could quickly make up and go back to normal.
But not every team was like that.
And not every player was like that.
They were all grown men, and they all had their pride.
Something that should have been simple could be resolved quickly if one person just swallowed their pride and said something conciliatory. Then the two of them could make up and pull together.
But both sides dug in their heels, and neither was willing to back down.
In the end, things could only get worse and worse.
For example, Paul and Harden back when they were with the Rockets.
And Durant and Green back when they were with the Warriors.
Of course, Green had never liked Durant in the first place.
Players like Curry and Wang Yi, on the other hand, could calm their teammates down right away off the court.
That way, they could nip potential problems in the bud before they became serious.
Paul asked another question. "Why are you so sure you can make it over him every time?"
Wang Yi answered as if it were obvious. "Because he's a dirty player."
At that reply, all