After McCollum got the ball, he didn't try to take Wang Yi one-on-one again.
Instead, after a feint, he passed the ball to center Nurkic.
Nurkic scored, but arena commentator Bald Kevin kept shaking his head.
"Oh, CJ, what are you doing?"
"Are you really afraid to take on a guy who couldn't get playing time for two whole years?"
Luckily, the Trail Blazers' coach couldn't hear the commentary.
If he had, he probably would've wanted to slap Big Mouth right across the face.
I finally got CJ to calm down, and now you're trying to pour oil on the fire?
The Lakers came back on offense.
This time, the Trail Blazers paid closer attention to Little Gasol on defense.
They weren't going to let him pass the ball whenever he pleased.
All the Lakers players knew Wang Yi had a hot hand, so they set screens for him.
Using Caruso's screen, Wang Yi shook off his defender.
He caught the ball on the right wing, just inside the three-point line, and squared up as if to shoot.
CJ and center Nurkic rushed over to contest him.
The coach had just given them a strict order: under no circumstances could they let the Lakers' number 1 shoot another mid-range jumper.
Even if they had to foul him, they had to knock the ball away.
By now, Wang Yi's Unsolvable Mid-Range Shot Experience Card had expired.
But facing two defenders, he didn't panic at all.
He faked a shot, then bounced a pass inside to Drummond.
Drummond had been waiting for it.
He caught the ball, exploded upward, and hammered it through with both hands.
Bang!
The force of his pull made the hoop shake back and forth.
Everyone in the arena froze.
They had all thought Wang Yi would take