The spectators in the arena weren't paying attention to whether the shot went in.
They were watching Wang Yi.
Though plenty of people disliked Wang Yi, they had to admit that the NBA had been dull without him.
They'd been missing a lot of fun, too.
So they wanted him back. That way, they could go right back to hating on him.
Just don't let him get injured on his very first shot back.
Wang Yi's fans were even more on edge.
The way he'd fallen looked terrifying.
He'd gone down headfirst; he could easily have suffered a concussion.
A neck injury was possible, too.
But Wang Yi quickly put everyone at ease.
After hitting the floor, he didn't even pause to recover. He pushed himself up with both hands, then reached over and patted Biao-ge on the butt.
Once he was standing, he held out both hands to Biao-ge and helped him up.
Then he patted him on the back to show his gratitude.
Biao-ge had earned his respect, both as a person and as a player.
If Biao-ge hadn't grabbed him from behind just then, Wang Yi might have landed headfirst. The consequences would have been unthinkable.
Seeing Biao-ge and Wang Yi exchange friendly gestures, the fans in the arena applauded Biao-ge.
If there were more players as decent as him on the court, the NBA would be a better place.
The referee called a foul on Biao-ge, and Wang Yi got one free throw.
Wang Yi stepped to the line and knocked it down without a fuss.
The Raptors were down by just one.
Back on defense, Wang Yi locked onto Big Ball again.
Big Ball still couldn't make any headway against Wang Yi's defense, so he passed it to Second Ball and let him bring it