This was also one of the ways Wang Yi had changed during his nearly three years away from the game.
In the past, the harder something was to do, the more determined he was to do it.
That could be a good thing, but sometimes it could also turn into a bad thing.
For example, when your shot wasn't falling, the more you missed, the more you kept shooting, until you got stuck in a vicious cycle of clanging shots off the rim.
Kobe Bryant was one example.
Over the past two years, Wang Yi hadn't played basketball, but he'd spent his quiet days thinking.
In truth, he'd grown a lot mentally.
He'd figured out many things.
Sometimes, when one path just wouldn't work, another could turn out to be an easy way through.
Back on the court, Wang Yi still had the ball.
The Rockets thought he'd keep forcing things, so they watched him with mocking looks. But then Wang Yi flicked a pass to Danny beyond the three-point line.
Danny caught the ball and rose straight up. His shot was smooth and decisive, and the three-pointer went in.
Over the next two possessions, Danny made two more three-pointers in a row.
He knocked down three consecutive threes in a minute and a half.
Just like that, the Kings made up the points they'd been trailing by.
That was Danny.
A timid guy off the court, a killer on it.
After two years of growth, Danny's on-court performance still looked rather ordinary. He averaged only a little over ten points a game, but that was because he was the team's primary star and opponents were constantly double-teaming him.
Today, though, everyone's attention was on Wang Yi. Danny wasn't under much defensive pressure, so he came out firing and