Duan Ran glanced at Wang Yi's back as he headed down the Player Tunnel and continued:
"This makes no sense at all. You've already drawn so many defenders. The most reasonable thing to do is pass the ball and let your teammates score easily."
Yang Yi nodded beside him. "Exactly. And today, whenever Wang Yi gets a chance to shoot, the Grizzlies are sure to foul him. They won't let him score easily."
"So we'll have to see whether the Kings' coach can talk to Wang Yi at halftime. And even if he does, we'll have to see whether Wang Yi listens and whether he can adjust his approach a little in the second half."
To everyone watching, the Kings were down by 13 at halftime because Wang Yi had played so irrationally.
Plenty of haters had started taking shots at Wang Yi, too.
Even ESPN commentator Barkley, sitting courtside, kept shaking his head.
"Wang Yi's playing makes absolutely no sense. I know he made a promise before the game that he'd score 60, but look at what's happening. Just because he's set on scoring 60, he's ignoring the situation on the court. Even when three or four guys are double- and triple-teaming him, he insists on forcing his way into position and taking the shot. Why can't he pass the ball to his teammates?"
O'Neal shook his head. "I can't agree with you."
Barkley looked at O'Neal and put on an exaggeratedly surprised expression.
"Why not? You've spent your whole life around basketball. Can't you see that Wang Yi's playing makes no sense?"
O'Neal replied, "Have you ever heard a certain saying?"
"What saying?"
"Wang Yi is reasonable!"
Barkley shook his head with a laugh. "That's just something fans came up with to make Wang Yi sound even more