Charlie grabbed the rebound beneath the basket.
Second Ball couldn't help feeling confused.
That shot had felt perfect. Why hadn't it gone in?
The Raptors came back the other way and launched a fast break.
Little A led the charge, dribbling toward the basket. But as he ran, he glanced back twice to see whether Wang Yi was following.
That kept Vanderbilt, who was guarding him, from defending too aggressively. He was afraid Little A might pass to Wang Yi.
But on his third glance back, A. Nikola faked him out. He turned his head halfway, then suddenly accelerated, darting past Vanderbilt.
Then he threw down a one-handed dunk.
After scoring, Little A turned to look at Wang Yi, worried his big brother might be unhappy. After all, his big brother had just told him to pass the ball, and he hadn't.
But when he looked over, he saw his big brother clapping and encouraging him. A. Nikola finally relaxed.
The two teams traded baskets after that.
Though Two-man Trap was on Wang Yi, he kept moving and weaving around screens.
Even when he failed to get open, he plunged back into the paint and ran around screens again.
Big Ball and LaMelo Ball trailed behind Wang Yi, panting.
Wang Yi ran so fast that they had to go all out just to keep up.
By now, their heart rates were higher than they'd get from running a full set of suicides on the court.
Gradually, they couldn't keep up with Wang Yi anymore.
And with the Raptors' big men blocking their path, they could only watch as Wang Yi got outside and buried a three.
By the halfway point of the second quarter, Wang Yi had already scored 18 points.
And as his points kept adding up, his defensive