When play resumed, the Grizzlies attacked again, and Wang Yi stayed glued to Morant.
This time, Morant didn't go to the backcourt to get the ball. Instead, he ran straight up the floor, with Wang Yi following him like a piece of gum stuck to his shoe.
After the Grizzlies dribbled into the frontcourt, their Small Forward tried to handle the ball, but Danny stuck to him tightly, making it hard to pass to Morant.
Danny was known for his defense and three-point shooting, after all.
With no other choice, the Small Forward tried to pass to Xiao Qiao.
But Xiao Qiao faced countless obstacles on his way to the top of the key to receive the ball.
Doug's sneaky elbows, waist-grabbing, and other tricks all came Xiao Qiao's way.
Xiao Qiao stumbled his way to the top of the key.
But by the time he got there, Doug had already blocked his path to the ball, pressing his body tightly against Xiao Qiao.
The dirty tricks started up again.
Doug's sneaky elbow jabbed Xiao Qiao so hard that he felt like his ribs were about to break.
He wanted to retaliate with an elbow of his own, but he knew he hadn't mastered the art of the sneaky elbow. If he tried it, his movement would be too obvious, and the referee would notice.
So he put his hand on Doug's waist and, while the referee wasn't looking, suddenly pinched a chunk of flesh and twisted.
But when he twisted, he found that Doug didn't budge. He stayed pressed against him, holding his position.
And the feel of it wasn't like twisting a piece of flesh at all. It was more like twisting the callused skin on someone's heel—hard and a little rough.
Xiao Qiao was a little surprised.