My Turn

My turn, my turn, it was all my turn.

Back on offense, South Korea Team brought the ball up.

Their point guard, Park Chan-hee, dribbled, while Wang Yi picked him up full court.

As soon as Park Chan-hee got the ball, Wang Yi cut off his path, making it difficult for him even to dribble.

He kept crossing over, trying to get past Wang Yi.

But he had clearly underestimated the reach of Wang Yi's long arms and big hands.

On his second crossover, Wang Yi simply reached out and snatched the ball away.

Then he dribbled toward the basket.

Park Chan-hee's strength lay in his defense.

He hurriedly spread his arms to guard Wang Yi.

But Wang Yi took one long stride and got halfway past him.

When Park Chan-hee tried to catch up, Wang Yi gave him only a light bump. Park Chan-hee stumbled backward and went straight out of bounds.

Wang Yi took two steps forward, right in front of Park Chan-hee, then spun 360 degrees in midair and slammed the ball home with a Behind-the-back Dribble.

Less than ten seconds into the game, Wang Yi had already made two steals and thrown down two dunks.

South Korea Team was left reeling.

South Korea's head coach, Huh Jae, had a short fuse. Seeing Wang Yi steal the ball from his team twice in the first ten seconds, he immediately started cursing out his players.

"Park Chan-hee, are you made of wood? You just stood there and watched him steal the ball from you, then watched him blow past you for a dunk. Are you even a man?"

Then he pointed at L. J. Herman. "What did South Korea Team bring you here for? To watch someone else put on a show? It's your turn to strike back.