The general consensus in the NBA these days was that when guarding Wang Yi, you needed at least one player defending him, with another waiting nearby to double-team him at any moment.
If Wang Yi got hot, then it took three or even four players to double-team him.
Even then, they couldn't completely limit Wang Yi, but at least they could make his offense look less fluid.
Now the Celtics' head coach had actually told Joe to guard Wang Yi one-on-one. No wonder McGrady had said, "How dare he guard Wang Yi one-on-one?"
As Wang Yi left the court, the spectators greeted him with a deafening chorus of boos.
Wang Yi had already annoyed everyone by turning his back to the basket immediately after taking two consecutive Logo threes. Then, after making his third shot, he had actually turned to look directly at the Celtics' head coach.
It was obviously a taunt aimed at the Celtics' coach. And taunting the coach meant taunting the entire Celtics team, as well as the nearly twenty thousand fans in their home arena.
So even during the break, the fans continued to boo Wang Yi in unison.
Meanwhile, Zha Zha Pachulia heard McGrady's comment and shook his head. "I don't agree with you. Anyone who plays basketball has made a few threes in a row before. Wang Yi's three straight Logo threes were just a lucky streak."
McGrady shook his head and didn't argue. "Let's wait and see what happens in the rest of the game."
Meanwhile, in the Kings' resting area,
Kings head coach De'Anthony told Wang Yi, "Your three-point touch is red-hot today, and the other team has noticed. They'll definitely double- or even triple-team you from now on, so you should try to pass the ball out."
Then De'Anthony turned to