Duan Ran, sitting nearby, commented on Doug's move and laughed.
"In NBA history, plenty of players have made dunks look absolutely explosive. Plenty have made three-pointers look absolutely explosive, and some have even made layups look absolutely explosive. But as for making fouls look this explosive, Doug might be the only one!"
"Looks like we can look forward to Wang Yi and Doug turning their bad chemistry into good chemistry today!"
The Grizzlies scored next, with Morant sinking a mid-range jumper.
It was his 49th point of the game.
At this rate, it looked like he was headed for 60.
Bales, Wang Yi's biggest hater, immediately posted an update on Twitter:
"If Wang Yi doesn't score 60 tonight, and Morant gets 60 instead, Wang Yi's going to look really bad!"
Golden 1 Center.
After Morant scored, the Kings quickly pushed the pace on the fast break.
Two or three opposing players abandoned their assignments on the other Kings and charged straight at Wang Yi.
Dog saw that Saylor, the Power Forward who had been guarding him, had run off to defend Wang Yi, and immediately got mad.
He chased after Saylor, too.
As he went, he clenched his right hand, jutting out his middle knuckle. The moment the two made contact, he drove the tip of his fist hard into the ribs beneath Saylor's chest.
Saylor let out a piglike squeal.
"Ahhh—!"
The pain brought him to an immediate stop.
He'd been in position to block Wang Yi from driving left, but Doug's interference left the lane completely open. Wang Yi switched the ball to his left hand with a behind-the-back crossover, lowered his center of gravity, and darted past Saylor in an instant.
Then he drove to the three-point line.
He went straight into a three-point layup and