One-on-One

One-on-One: Butler Gets Blown Out

Butler wanted to go one-on-one with Wang Yi, and Wang Yi couldn't have been happier.

These days, no matter which team they played, the opposition would immediately double- or even triple-team him.

Finally, someone had practically asked to be put out of his misery. Of course Wang Yi was going to oblige.

Facing Butler, Wang Yi dribbled slowly and talked trash.

"On this possession, I'm going to step back from beyond midcourt and hit a logo three right over your head."

As he spoke, he slowly dribbled backward.

Butler stuck close to him on defense.

Wang Yi kept dribbling until he was standing on the midcourt line, then suddenly lowered his center of gravity and took a step forward.

Butler thought, Oh no. I've been had.

He hurriedly stepped back.

Wang Yi then dribbled behind his back and followed it with a step-back.

He retreated to midcourt.

Then, with textbook form, he launched a three.

The ball sailed the length of the court like a meteor crashing down, roaring through the hoop.

A logo three to open the game.

Another logo three to open the game.

Wang Yi tipped his chin at Butler.

How was that?

Butler felt a faint chill.

It had only been a few months, but Wang Yi seemed to have gotten even stronger.

At the other end, the Heat went on offense.

Butler was known as the toughest guy on the planet.

Since he'd said he was going to challenge Wang Yi one-on-one, he naturally wasn't about to go back on his word.

So he had his teammates move to the left side of the court, leaving the right side open for his one-on-one with Wang Yi.

He dribbled with his right hand, leaning his left shoulder into Wang Yi as