Coach Dako was still a little uneasy, but Wang Yi poured him a glass of water.
"Coach, don't worry. This is just a regular-season game. Even if we lose, it'll be fine."
Coach Dako took the glass and nodded. "All right, we'll do it your way. Everyone, run the play I just drew up. Remember to watch where you're going when you move. Don't let them draw an offensive foul."
Coach Dako's strength wasn't tactics or lineup decisions, but communicating with the players.
Now that he'd heard Wang Yi lay out this play, and the other two coaches thought it might work, he ultimately decided not to go against Wang Yi's wishes.
He continued, "Everyone, run the play Wang drew up. Wang, go ahead and do what you need to do. I'll have your back."
Coach Dako meant that if it ultimately failed, he would take the blame.
Wang Yi didn't say anything more.
If the play failed, of course he wouldn't let Coach Dako take the fall. He'd own his own decisions.
But there was no point arguing about that now. Who said it was bound to fail?
He was still very excited to try the play.
In fact, it wasn't a new play. Someone had used it once more than ten years ago, but it had failed.
On top of that, the play demanded extremely precise movement from the players. With only a few seconds left, there was very little room to operate, and it was easy to commit a five-second inbound violation or let the shot clock expire.
So the play had eventually been abandoned.
But Wang Yi had always thought it was a stroke of genius. It just needed the right moment, and a player with superb shooting skills and nerves of steel to execute it.