When Wang Yi spent all of the first quarter and the first half of the second quarter on the right side of the court, showing almost no desire to attack, his defenders were bound to let their guard down.
Then, all of a sudden, Wang Yi took off, driving down the middle toward the paint.
Zhang Jiacheng saw him make his move and sent him the ball.
By the time Wang Yi caught it, the two players guarding him still hadn't caught up.
Wang Yi caught the ball in midair and didn't touch down. He glided straight toward the basket.
Wemby hurried over to help on defense.
Facing Wemby as he came down on him like a shadow over the sun, Wang Yi wasn't afraid in the slightest.
As he glided forward, he suddenly pulled the ball back and went for a layup.
Wemby's right hand missed as Wang Yi maneuvered around it. Wemby spun and brought his left hand around to smother Wang Yi.
But Wang Yi still didn't shoot. He pulled the ball back from halfway up and went for a second layup.
He dodged Wemby's second block attempt.
Then, just as he was about to glide past the underside of the backboard, he released the ball from an impossibly tight angle.
He sent it up toward the basket.
The ball flew upward at an almost horizontal angle, barely grazing the backboard.
With a normal shot, the ball would never have gone in from such a narrow angle.
But Wang Yi put tremendous force into the shot. After grazing the backboard, the ball sailed high above it.
It went more than a meter above the backboard before dropping.
At last, it fell almost vertically into the hoop.
Nothing but net.
The ball cut through the rim and the