At that moment, under the gaze of the entire arena, both teams took the floor.
The final 25 seconds. One play to decide life or death.
All 17,500 people in attendance—whether they were big-name celebrities or ordinary fans,
whether they were men and women in their eighties or children of six or seven—
were now on their feet, watching the game.
In the more than two years since Wang Yi had joined the Kings, they had experienced more than 30 moments like this, with everything on the line.
And in those more than 30 do-or-die moments, they had come out on top only four times.
It was fair to say that over the past two-plus years, they had been one of the teams in the league most often beaten at the buzzer.
They were just that unlucky.
But today, Wang Yi was back. Could he defy fate and change their fortunes?
James's palms were already sweating with excitement. "I never expected his very first game back to come down to a moment like this. Will Wang Yi make a triumphant return in his first game, or will he face insults and doubts? We'll find out in 25 seconds. Chris, you used to be a clutch player in crunch time. What do you think will happen?"
Chris Paul shook his head. "Honestly, luck plays a big part in the final possession. I have no idea."
James asked again, "Then who do you think the Rockets will give the ball to for this final attack?"
Paul replied, "Who do you think?"
James blurted out, "Wang."
Chris Paul nodded too. "That's right. Wang."
Then the two looked at each other and smiled.
Both of them had played with Wang Yi and knew his personality well.
In a situation like this, Wang Yi wouldn't