Westbrook and the other two defenders couldn't react in time to Wang Yi's sudden backdoor cut. Wang Yi got the ball.
The moment he caught it, he saw all three opponents rushing toward him. He didn't even turn around.
Facing the spectators along the sideline, he immediately launched a powerful one-handed hook shot toward the frontcourt.
At the same time, he said, "Heh. You're just a stat padder!"
The ball flew over his head, then over the three players charging at him from behind, and finally over everyone's heads.
Like a bird freed from its cage, unbound and unrestrained, it soared freely toward the sky.
But even the freest bird eventually had to return to its nest.
And the basket was its nest.
As the sun set and the moon rose, the free bird finally descended into its nest.
But like a mischievous child, even after dark, it wasn't quite willing to go straight home.
Instead, it first had to land on a branch beside the nest.
The basketball slammed into the backboard.
The hoop structure tilted backward like a branch.
Only then did it bounce heavily into the net.
The bird had finally settled into its nest.
At that moment, TD Garden fell completely silent!
Everyone stared at the ball, dumbfounded.
In the dead silence, the sound of the basketball bouncing on the floor rang out especially loud.
There was only one thought in everyone's mind:
What the hell, that went in too!
It was Wang Yi's hundredth point of the game.
At the same time, he had reached 20,000 points for his career.
De'Anthony immediately called a timeout.
Then he came over with both hands raised and high-fived Wang Yi.
Rose came over to high-five him too. "Man, that's unbelievable."
Westbrook gave Wang Yi a hearty high-five as