The moment Wang Yi dunked the ball, Antetokounmpo was stunned. The Bucks were stunned. The Bucks fans were stunned.
Even all the Kings fans were stunned.
Everyone stood there, frozen.
This wasn't how they'd imagined things playing out.
Whenever they'd found themselves in this situation before, Wang Yi had waited until the final second to shoot. Why had he taken the shot early this time?
And they'd all seen Wang Yi point toward the logo and say something to Antetokounmpo.
Several commentators had seen it too. They'd read Wang Yi's lips and figured out that he was planning to hit a game-winner from the logo.
But what had happened instead?
The guy hadn't kept his word.
Bucks head coach Budenholzer was just as stunned.
Everything he'd planned for the team had been based on Wang Yi waiting until the final second to shoot.
But now Wang Yi had taken the shot early—and made it.
Most importantly, Budenholzer's strategy had pulled every Bucks player up toward the perimeter, letting Wang Yi drive inside and dunk with ease.
That made his defensive scheme look incredibly stupid.
Wang Yi, you—
But there was no point saying anything now. There were only eight seconds left.
And the Bucks had no timeouts, so Budenholzer didn't even have a chance to draw up a play.
The players on the court would have to figure it out themselves.
The Bucks players were starting to panic.
Their coach hadn't planned out this possession at all.
Now they had to make the decisions themselves.
They decided to have Irving bring the ball up the court first.
After all, he had the best ball-handling skills among their five starters.
So they prepared to inbound the ball from the backcourt.
But just as Wang Yi had instructed, the Kings immediately pressed