Those three points looked clear and simple when written down, but in an extremely loud, noisy arena with nearly twenty thousand people, even ordinary communication between people was difficult, let alone explaining tactics and plays to so many players.
Besides, after just a few possessions on the court, the players had already grown excited and restless, every cell in their bodies buzzing with energy. Getting them to calm down, listen to the coach's three points, and then execute them carefully was no easy task.
That was why most coaches only covered one or two points while their players rested on the bench. Few ever went over more than three.
But covering three points was no problem at all for the Raptors.
Wang Yi was practically the coach on the court. He could easily understand the coach's three points and then direct the players as they executed them one by one.
Meanwhile, over in the Pistons' Resting Area, their players were all excited as they came off the court, especially the three South Sudanese players, who were black as charcoal.
Wang Yi was the best player in the world, and these three South Sudanese players were just starting out. Naturally, they wanted to see what he was like.
It wasn't that they necessarily wanted to challenge Wang Yi's authority. They just wanted to see how good the world's best player really was.
So when they faced the Raptors for the first time this season, all three of them were extremely excited.
Coach Billups encouraged the three of them, then said, "You all played well just now. Keep it up when you get back out there."
Then he turned to Bryce beside him. "Bryce, those two assists of yours tore right through their defense. They were beautiful. Keep it up. Your dad's