After a brief silence, Golden 1 Center erupted like a nuclear bomb had gone off.
"Holy shit, that was amazing!"
"Oh my God!"
"Unbelievable!"
On the Kings' bench, the players leaped to their feet again.
This time, they were so excited that they no longer chanted "Holy shit, that was amazing!" in unison. Instead, each of them did his own thing.
Westbrook waved his towel furiously.
Rose, with his scruffy beard, grabbed Mane beside him. He squeezed so hard that Mane nearly fell to the floor.
Tures didn't jump up. He toppled right out of his seat and rolled onto the floor.
But he didn't care. He lay flat on the ground and worshipped on the spot.
This time, the Hornets were so shocked that two of their players sprang to their feet as well.
When they saw their teammates staring at them, the two quickly sat back down.
Still stunned but incredibly excited, James exclaimed from the Commentary Booth:
"He tossed it up, snatched the ball out of the air, spun 360 degrees, switched hands behind his back, and dunked it himself! That's the kind of move you'd think was impossible in a real game. Or you could say Wemby and Wang Yi just put on a Slam Dunk Contest performance, with Wemby playing along! That was absolutely explosive!"
If Wemby knew James was saying he'd played along with Wang Yi's performance, he'd probably want to die.
Still buzzing with excitement, James turned to Zha Zha Pachulia. "You said that was a mistake?"
Pachulia furrowed his brow. "He came close."
James chuckled. "If he came close to making a mistake, then that means it was a great play."
"He just got lucky."
James shook his head with a smile. "You know, Wang Yi taught me a saying that I