Age had taken its toll on his body.
He could no longer jump high enough to get his shoulders above the rim.
His stamina could no longer sustain him for 48 straight minutes like before.
If he relied solely on his own stamina in a situation like today's, he would likely be running on empty by the latter half of the fourth quarter.
And now Wang Yi was considering that idea again.
Using an Experience Card.
But things hadn't reached the point where he had no other choice.
Wang Yi decided to hold off a little longer.
He raised his head and said to his father:
"No. I'll play the entire second half."
Wang Jianhua opened his mouth as if to say something. But when he saw the determination in Wang Yi's eyes and heard the conviction in his voice, he finally nodded.
The other players, as well as Coach Ma and Coach Shi, were also deeply moved.
It was as if they were watching an old marshal and his son, a general.
The general had already spent a great deal of his energy, but with thousands upon thousands of enemy troops charging toward him, he still had to fight.
And the old marshal could only watch helplessly as his son went into battle, powerless to stop him.
A tragic, heroic atmosphere seemed to spread through the locker room.
In the Team America locker room at the other end of the hallway, the scene was entirely different.
The players were all buzzing with excitement.
They had been rotating in and out, so they weren't as tired, and every one of them wore an exhilarated expression.
They were professional basketball players, and they had all seen how the game had unfolded.
Neither side could stop the other in the back-and-forth scoring,