The Raptors quickly called a timeout.
The team doctor came over, took off Baturu's shoes and socks, and examined his foot.
The moment he looked, he saw that Baturu's left big toe was already swollen.
If it was only a swollen big toe, it wasn't a serious problem. They just needed to reduce the inflammation and swelling.
The real worry was that the toe bone had been damaged, perhaps cracked or broken.
Judging by Baturu's pained expression and the fact that he couldn't even stand, it was very possible that his toe bone had been injured.
He was in so much pain that he could barely stay upright, so the team doctor quickly called for a stretcher and had two teammates carry him off the court.
This time, the spectators fell silent.
Everyone felt that something was strange.
A spectator who had been eating popcorn stopped, muttering:
"Injuries happen—one or two in a game, sure. But three in a row is extremely rare. And all three look pretty serious, too."
A chubby kid beside him, who had been drinking cola, frowned and cursed:
"When did the Trail Blazers become a martial arts team?"
"They've taken out three of our starters in one game. What the fuck, did the Trail Blazers come here to play basketball or beat people up?"
The livestream comments were also filled with curses aimed at the Trail Blazers:
"Portland Martial Arts Team!"
"They're not here to play basketball. They're just here to beat people up."
"Portland Bums!"
That last one was clever—a double entendre.
On one hand, it meant that the Trail Blazers weren't playing basketball, only hurting people, and had taken out Raptors players.
On the other hand, it called the Trail Blazers players a bunch of bums.
In fact, judging by what had happened