The Third Team's guard pulled up for a mid-range jumper.
But perhaps he had just come off the bench and his shot wasn't warm yet, or perhaps he was still a little nervous, so the shot missed.
The other side grabbed the rebound, brought the ball upcourt, and lobbed it to their center under the basket again. With almost no interference, the center scored easily once more.
The spectators could only sigh.
"Can't be helped. The height difference is too big."
"It's really hard for a smaller team to play against a bigger one."
"Brother Yi might have gotten in over his head this time."
Seeing this, Wang Yi immediately called a timeout.
Xiao Bao, who was acting as the referee, and Li Yueru promptly blew the whistle to stop the game.
After those two and a half possessions, Wang Yi had already spotted a major problem with the team.
That was exactly what he had intended.
The main reason he had the Third Team play this game against the reserve team today wasn't to win, but to find the Third Team's weaknesses.
Wang Yi had already told them to play fast, but they hadn't practiced fast breaks for long or developed the habits and movement patterns they needed, so their speed looked a little chaotic.
And when the opponents shut down their first outlet pass, no one moved to receive the ball, which made it impossible to push the pace.
So Wang Yi said to the young players, "You're still not fast enough. You have to move so fast they can't react."
"When they release a shot, someone needs to head downcourt immediately. Whether or not the shot goes in, as soon as we get the ball, we'll be able to start a fast break."
"If they try to