When Wang Yi saw Wemby score twice in a row in the paint, he immediately took out the smallest player, Little Danny, and sent in Tures.
He had only one instruction for Tures: "Work with Bond to keep Wemby boxed out. Get physical with him and make him miserable. Make sure he's uncomfortable every time he gets the ball."
Tures nodded firmly. "You got it, boss."
So on the Kings' next defensive possession, when Wemby tried to establish position in the paint, Tures used his powerful frame to pin him in place.
Wemby had put on weight over the past two years, but to stay agile, he hadn't gotten all that strong. He could handle contact, but against a beast of a power forward like Tures, he was at a strength disadvantage.
That made it difficult for him to muscle his way into the paint.
And when he tried to get past Tures with a spin move, Bond was waiting on that side, holding his ground.
That kept him out of the restricted area.
He had no choice but to catch the ball outside the paint.
But Wemby had to be given credit—he'd evolved. Even catching the ball outside the paint, he used his height and long arms to rise straight up for a jumper and knock it down with ease.
Clearly, scoring twice in a row had given him a huge boost of confidence.
When a superstar found his rhythm, he became very difficult to contain. Wemby might not quite be a superstar, but he wasn't far off.
Once he got into a shooting groove, he was just as hard to stop.
Fortunately, Westbrook answered with a three for the Kings.
On the next possession, Wemby was still double-teamed. But he used an up-and-under move to force his way