Coach Shi frowned on the sidelines. It looked like Dazhuang's old problem had cropped up again.
Dazhuang had excellent physical gifts, which made him a very good defender, and he always played hard on defense.
But that was also the problem: he played so hard that he often couldn't control his strength, making it easy for him to pick up fouls.
He now understood why Wang Yi had instructed his players to go straight to the paint after that timeout and challenge Dazhuang.
They weren't throwing themselves at him for nothing. They were trying to draw fouls on Dazhuang, and Wang Yi's strategy was working remarkably well.
So, with only half the quarter played, Coach Shi used his last timeout of the first half.
During the timeout, Coach Shi said to Dazhuang:
"Dazhuang, your old problem's back. You're too quick to reach in. On defense, just keep both arms raised. With your height, if you hold your arms straight up, it'll be hard for them to shoot over you. Even if they do, they'll have trouble making the shot."
"Don't try to block every shot. Defense isn't the same thing as blocking shots."
"On offense, don't try to score for now. Come out and set screens for the others, and let them drive inside!"
Dazhuang had already been fuming, but after hearing his coach, he had no choice but to force his anger back down.
He nodded and said, "Coach, I understand."
Sure enough, after returning to the court, Dazhuang went out to set a screen for a teammate on offense, letting him drive into the paint and score on a layup.
That drew another round of cheers from the crowd.
Just from that one possession, Wang Yi could tell that their opponents were beginning to change their offense.
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