The Thunder's head coach continued:
"Their stamina is their weakness. We just need to play to our strengths and avoid our weaknesses. On offense and defense, keep the ball away from Wang Yi as much as possible."
"Especially on offense. While keeping the ball away from Wang Yi, we need to attack their other players relentlessly and use our stamina advantage against them. Make sure our offense stays efficient. The more efficient we are, the fewer rebounds there'll be for them—and the fewer Wang Yi will get."
The players nodded. What the coach said made sense.
On the Raptors' side, when Wang Yi and the other players came off the court, the reserves looked at Wang Yi as if he'd killed their fathers. They were all grinding their teeth in frustration.
Charlie Hannum muttered, "Does this bastard ever get tired? Is he a Three-Body Person?"
Gates frowned beside him. "Looks like we miscalculated. This guy really doesn't seem to get tired. It's like he's on stimulants."
"But I've reported him for taking stimulants twice in a row, and they haven't found anything wrong. That can only mean this bastard's a freak."
George Shig asked, "So what do we do now?"
Gates furrowed his brow. "All we can do is pray we lose this game."
After the Thunder returned from the timeout, they stepped up their efforts to protect the boards.
Since the Raptors weren't pushing the fast break, there was no need to leave two players back on defense.
Instead, whenever anyone took a shot, all five players rushed to fight for the rebound.
The Raptors still had all five players going for rebounds, but their stamina had fallen so badly that they didn't get many.
All they could do was try to box out and make room for Wang