In the final few possessions of the second quarter, the Celtics still maintained their efficient offense.
But the problem was that the Raptors' offense was even more efficient.
Wang Yi could always draw two or three defenders, then use an incredibly deft move—or even one that no one saw coming—to pass the ball to an open teammate closest to the basket.
After catching the ball, his teammates could always dunk with ease.
As a result, his teammates basically caught the ball and dunked on every one of those final few possessions.
Their shooting percentage was a perfect 100 percent.
The Celtics were certainly efficient. They scored on three out of four possessions. The problem was that the Raptors scored on every possession.
How were they supposed to compete with that?
By the end of the first half, the Raptors had widened the lead to 26 points once again.
The Celtics fans in attendance fell silent. There were still some shouts of "Fuck King," but they came from only about a third of the crowd.
In contrast, when the camera lingered on Wang Yi as he left the court for halftime, the more than two thousand Wang Yi fans in attendance erupted in unison.
"MVP!"
"MVP!"
About five or six thousand Celtics fans were shouting "Fuck King," but compared to the two thousand fans chanting "MVP," those shouts sounded so much less confident, so insignificant.
And what the Celtics fans couldn't stand most was that at their home arena—the famous TD Garden—an opposing player was getting MVP chants. It was an absolute humiliation.
They truly couldn't take it.
Reggie Miller seized another opportunity to take a shot at Pierce.
"Old man, this is unbelievable. Your home fans are chanting MVP for an opposing star. The sky is falling!"
Pierce was indeed