With just 30 seconds left, Wang Yi was only one point away from his goal of scoring 30 in a single quarter.
So when they inbounded from the backcourt, he went straight to Rose for the ball.
Rose passed it to Wang Yi.
Towns was waiting at midcourt for Wang Yi to dribble up.
Wazi and Ishikawa Kaito were waiting at midcourt too, ready to trap Wang Yi once he came up with the ball.
But Wang Yi didn't go to the frontcourt at all. He dribbled once near the backcourt baseline, then took three quick steps and launched a two-handed shot from way out.
Nobody had expected him to take that shot.
Everyone was stunned in an instant.
"Oh, a backcourt three-pointer! That's insane!"
"Good heavens, he's crazy! He's absolutely crazy! Either he's lost his mind or I have!"
"There are still 30 seconds left. They have plenty of time to run a play. There's no need for this! He's practically handing the ball to the other team!"
As the commentators cried out in astonishment and disbelief, the crowd rose to its feet and stared fixedly at the ball.
The ball traced an incredibly high arc through the air.
It soared across the sky like a golf ball struck by a golfer.
Then it dropped cleanly through the net.
A perfect hole-in-one—a golf eagle.
For one brief moment, the entire Golden 1 Center fell silent.
Then, after that moment of silence, an enormous roar erupted like a raging flood.
The fans went wild.
"Oh my God, unbelievable!"
"A backcourt three-pointer! Good heavens!"
"The Kings are back! That King has finally returned!"
After making the backcourt three, Wang Yi stared straight at Towns and Wazi at midcourt.
The two men were filled with nothing but shock.
They'd seen someone play