At this moment, the Pistons' DJ was introducing the visiting Lakers players.
Generally speaking.
The in-arena DJ's introductions for visiting players were often extremely simple.
Like a teacher calling attendance in class.
Just reading down the list.
But tonight.
Segal, the DJ at the Pistons' home arena, stared fixedly at the entrance to the Player Tunnel.
In one minute.
The greatest athlete in NBA history, and perhaps in the history of global sports, would emerge from there.
To begin the final performance of his career.
At the thought of this.
Even Segal's hand holding the pen trembled slightly.
Finally.
Half the arena lights dimmed.
This was standard NBA practice.
When the visiting players came out.
Half the lights would be dimmed.
Only when the home players came out.
Would all the lights in the arena go dark.
The Lakers players came out one by one.
The Pistons Fans in the arena remained silent.
After all the other Lakers players had already come out.
All the arena lights suddenly went out.
The next moment.
A spotlight shone down from the dome onto the entrance.
This was treatment reserved only for home players making their entrance.
Then Segal's voice suddenly rose through Little Caesars Arena, the Pistons' home court.
His tone was impassioned and soaring.
Like the stirring music in a movie.
That played when the hero arrived to save the day at the most critical moment.
"Everyone, rise~~~~"
"Let's welcome the greatest athlete of all time!"
"The greatest star player in NBA history!"
"The Shooting Guard from China!"
"The Los Angeles Lakers!"
"Number 0: Wang----------Yi------------"
Amid that impassioned introduction.
Wang Yi, wearing a Purple Gold Jersey, jogged out from the entrance with his hands outstretched.
High Fiving his teammates on both sides one by one.
The spectators, who had been silent