Then Charles Lee turned to Second Ball. "Before the game, I told you to test whether Wang Yi's right foot was really injured. Why didn't you?"
Second Ball stammered, "Well... I didn't really get to go up against him much in the first half... I didn't get the chance."
Coach Charles Li frowned.
"If you three brothers don't want to win the championship, then don't bother trying."
Power Forward Ortega said, "I'll test him in the third quarter."
Big Ball and LaMelo Ball were both signaling to Second Ball, so he had no choice but to say, "I'll do it."
Only then did Coach Charles Li nod.
"Once you're back on the court in the second half, test him as soon as possible. If you wait too long, it might be too late."
After that, Coach Charles Li called in the data analyst and asked, "Well? Find anything?"
The data analyst nodded, looking a little excited.
"Everything you asked us to analyze, we've gone through."
He took out a tablet and swiped a few times.
"These are clips of Wang Yi's drives and layups in the first half. Take a look. Every time he drove, he pushed off with his left foot. He also jumped off his left foot for his layups. That means he can't generate force with his right foot. His right foot definitely hasn't fully recovered."
After watching the clips of the drives and layups, the data analyst found another video. "This is a clip of his jump shots in the first half. Look—he pushed off with his left foot on almost every shot. His right foot only provided support, which is why he didn't get much height on his jumps today."
"Especially in the latter half of the second quarter. It seemed like he couldn't even