But just as everyone was seething with anger and the three coaches were secretly thrilled, Wang Yi said something that stunned them all:
"Let the first and second units rest tonight."
The entire bus fell silent for a moment.
From the coaches to the players, everyone stared at Wang Yi in bewilderment.
Zhang Yu was the first to speak up.
"Brother Yi, they're practically rubbing our faces in it. Why are we the ones giving up the game?"
Mad Tiger Tagore, who was always fired up the moment he stepped onto the court, looked anxious.
"Boss, didn't you say we were going undefeated this season? And now we have to give up a game? Besides, look at those posters of yours, then look at what the Celtics' official website is saying. They've already bullied us like this. We're not going to fight back—we're just going to give up?"
Big Lock Rock might have been built like a tank, but he was also a little more perceptive.
He said to everyone:
"If Boss said we'd go undefeated, then there's no way he'd give up a game. He must have his reasons."
Head coach Dako was a little puzzled, but he agreed with Locke. He raised a hand and pressed it down to quiet everyone.
"Let's hear what Wang has to say."
Everyone quieted down and looked at Wang Yi.
Wang Yi unscrewed his thermos, took a sip of water, then screwed the lid back on before speaking.
"I said we'd put in the third unit. I never said we'd give up the game."
Some people stared wide-eyed at his words, while others were simply speechless.
Wasn't putting in the third unit basically the same as giving up?
For any team, leaving the first and second units on the bench and putting