This time, Wang Yi didn't hesitate for a second. The moment the ball came to him, he took off. He still made no flashy moves, simply trying to get past Seth Curry in one step. Seth Curry hurriedly reached out and grabbed Wang Yi in a bear hug.
That sent Wang Yi to the free-throw line once again.
At last, the spectators understood what was happening. "Holy crap, they're using the Hack-a-Wang Yi strategy!"
"Damn, Team America actually used Hack-a-Wang Yi!"
"Come on, this is the All-Star Game! Do they really have to be this shameless?"
In a shadowy corner, Xiao Hua, the NBA commissioner, watched the game and merely shook his head.
The hack strategy made games ugly.
And using it in the All-Star Game was especially damaging to the NBA.
It was easy to imagine how sports outlets around the world would report on it tomorrow: The NBA All-Star Game resorts to the ugly hack strategy.
After reading those reports, fans would surely feel that the NBA was getting uglier and uglier.
There was nothing interesting about an NBA like that.
But Xiao Hua couldn't ban the tactic.
He knew Team America absolutely couldn't lose this game. It was a matter of American pride.
If he stepped in to prohibit the tactic, many American fans would curse him.
And if his intervention caused Team America to lose, he would become a sinner in the eyes of the country.
Several factions were already trying to get their people into the NBA. They had coveted the commissioner's job for a long time, and if something like that happened...
He might not be able to hold on to his position.
So, to him, it was a choice between two poisons. He had to drink one.
Up in the Commentary Booth, the