Doug's Fate

Doug understood what his father meant by looking at things from a different angle.

Since he couldn't outdo Wang Yi in playing dirty, he'd start by taking care of Wang Yi's helpers.

Bill Lambier had taught him that.

As a court villain, you couldn't just play dirty mindlessly.

You had to be clever about it. You had to use your head.

As the saying went, a thug wasn't scary; a thug with an education was.

A dirty player who used his head could become a terrifying force.

The Joker from Batman was a perfect example.

But Doug was still angry, and he didn't want to listen to Bill Lambier.

He was also feeling stubborn. He believed no one on the court understood those tricks better than he did.

He refused to believe Wang Yi was better at them.

So, over the next few possessions, he kept testing himself against Wang Yi.

Almost every time, he came off worse.

His tricks were effective.

But Wang Yi had also studied the rules of modern basketball extensively. Add in the experience he'd gained from Bill Lambier, and it was fair to say that no one was better than Wang Yi at using the rules to hurt opponents.

Wang Yi was simply operating on another level compared to Doug Lambier.

Like a father beating his son.

In seven possessions, Wang Yi drew another foul from Doug.

That was only what everyone could see. Doug Lambier had taken plenty of punishment on the sly, too.

Wang Yi had elbowed him in the jaw;

kneed him in the stomach;

and rammed him hard beneath the ribs.

And during one defensive possession, Wang Yi even used his forehead.

Wang Yi and Doug Lambier were fighting for position in the paint, neither giving an inch.

Wang Yi was