The next few possessions followed much the same script.
The Raptors missed on offense, and the Grizzlies pushed the fast break.
They kept up the form they'd shown during the last few minutes of the first half, while the Raptors kept up theirs.
So the lead gradually grew to ten points. Even after the head coach called a timeout to make adjustments, the gap widened again once play resumed. The other team hit a three-pointer, stretching the lead to thirteen.
Back on offense, Wang Yi drove to the basket. After dodging two defenders in midair, he put up a shot, but couldn't get enough power behind it and missed.
The Grizzlies launched another fast break, and their lead grew to fifteen points.
At that moment, the two commentators on the sidelines couldn't help lamenting:
"The lead is already fifteen. It looks like the Raptors have no answer at all in the second half. Could their winning streak really end here?"
"The Raptors have won twenty straight since the start of the season. Are they really going to lose to the Grizzlies tonight?"
The fans in the arena had all fallen silent.
They hadn't expected it either. The Raptors had led by as many as twelve points in the first half, only to find themselves trailing by fifteen shortly after the second half began.
"When will these nightmare minutes finally end?"
"Wang hasn't looked great tonight either."
"Ever since the last four minutes of the second quarter, it feels like the whole team has gone cold. Nobody can make a shot—not even layups. What's going on? Can someone tell me what's happening?"
On the sidelines, Coach Dako furrowed his brow slightly.
The Raptors had trailed by fifteen in some of their previous twenty games, and even by twenty at times, but