The commentators in the booth were all red-faced and shouting, their eyes blazing.
They were all incredibly worked up.
"He did it! He did it! He did it!"
"Oh, yes, Christ!"
"That's insane, absolutely insane!"
At that moment, everyone on both the Raptors and Kings benches was stunned and dumbfounded.
Coach Dako, the Kings' head coach, clutched his head with both hands, clearly unable to believe what had just happened.
The Kings' head coach also clutched his head, mirroring the Raptors Head Coach exactly.
He kept repeating, "No, this can't be happening. This can't be happening. This can't be happening!"
He couldn't believe that with just 2.1 seconds left, the Raptors hadn't called a timeout and had instead inbounded the ball from the backcourt—and somehow still scored.
What the hell kind of play was that?
The camera lingered on the man behind it all: Wang Yi.
He was still holding his right arm high.
Three fingers pointed straight at the sky.
Like a devil's pitchfork!
Only then did everyone in the arena realize just how confident Wang Yi had been.
After freezing for half a second, the Raptors players erupted into wild cheers and charged at Wang Yi.
Frank leaped straight onto Wang Yi's back and wrapped his arms tightly around him.
Hachimura rushed over too and hugged Wang Yi hard.
The others piled on as well.
Before long, Wang Yi couldn't hold them up and fell to the floor, leaving a heap of players at center court.
On the sideline,
Director Zhang, the commentator from China, was beaming. His eyes even looked a little misty.
"Hahahaha! Wang Yi has now hit his eleventh game-winner of the season, but none of the previous ones came close to being as nerve-racking as this one. A game-winner, then a game-winner in