Dauding looked at Frank and sighed helplessly.
"As players, we're bound by all kinds of rules and restrictions. What can we do? He can throw popcorn at me, and the worst that'll happen is security escorting him out. But what if I throw soda on him in return? That could end my career."
"So sometimes, all we can do with these fans is bite our tongues. It's not just us. Even star players, when they get insulted, can do no more than glare at the fan. And even then, people say they're threatening them."
Listening to this, Frank remembered how a female fan had once verbally abused James's family. James had merely turned around and stared at her, then asked security to escort her out.
During a game, Chris Paul's family had been harassed by fans. Although the police detained those fans, they were released just a few days later.
And what if James had insulted that female fan's family in return when she insulted his?
If Paul had shoved or even hit those fans when they harassed his family, he could have faced a suspension and a lengthy investigation at best. At worst, he might have been unable to play for an entire season.
That was the helplessness players had to endure.
Thinking about it, Dauding and Frank could only shake their heads and sigh.
Just then, Wang Yi had finished getting his gear in order and came to their room. He overheard their conversation.
He knocked, and the two of them stood up. Wang Yi then said:
"You can think of it this way: if a dog bites you, you can't exactly bite it back."
"Exactly. As players, we're often helpless. They insult us, and we can't talk back. They hit us, and we can't hit them back.