Kidd continued:
"And your isolations in the first and third quarters were both because Wang Yi deliberately provoked your anger and baited you into going one-on-one. You fell into his trap right then."
"Yes, Coach. I was wrong."
Frazier finally realized his mistake.
Kidd continued, "I called this timeout to give you a chance to catch your breath. But with your energy where it is now, you'll only be able to go one-on-one once after you get back in before you're nearly out of gas again."
"So when you go back in, you need to run the Pick and Roll with Pang Bo."
Frazier nodded. "I understand, Coach."
When play resumed, Frazier got the ball in the frontcourt.
He used Pang Bo's screen and drove straight to the mid-range.
But even though he had a clear chance to shoot when he reached the mid-range, he didn't take it.
Instead, he faked a shot, then made a Pocket Pass, bouncing the ball to Pang Bo as he rolled to the basket.
It was a golden opportunity for Pang Bo. If he got the ball, no one stood in his way, and he could go straight up for a dunk.
The problem was, the pass never got through.
Wang Yi had already figured out how Frazier would attack while defending him.
Frazier was nearly out of gas, and his shooting percentage had taken a big hit.
So even when he got a chance to shoot from mid-range, he wouldn't take it lightly. He wanted to pass to Pang Bo on the roll and let him attack the paint.
Wang Yi had anticipated that, so when he guarded Frazier, he was actually paying more attention to Pang Bo.
The moment Frazier bounced the pass, before the ball could reach Pang Bo after its