Wang Yi + Danny = Artificial Rain
Beverley set a screen for Danny, giving him an extremely brief window to shoot.
For anyone else, that window would have been far too short to get a shot off.
But Danny's three-point release had become incredibly quick. He didn't even need to complete his full shooting motion before letting the ball fly.
The instant Beverley screened off his defender and passed him the ball, Danny had already shot.
His release was lightning-fast.
He jumped only about five centimeters, and pushed the ball straight out from in front of his chest instead of raising it over his head before shooting.
That cut down the time he needed to release the ball as much as possible.
By the time his defender rushed over to contest the shot, the ball had already sailed over his head.
Swish!
Another three-pointer.
The lead was down to three!
Just two minutes ago, the Kings had been trailing by nine. It had looked like they had little chance of winning today.
But in just half a minute, the gap had shrunk to three.
Suddenly, the game was back on even footing.
The moment Danny's shot went in, a deafening cheer erupted from the crowd.
The DJ got the fans going, and they roared in unison:
"Danny!"
"Danny!"
"Danny!"
Seeing this, Suns head coach Monty Williams quickly called a timeout.
If he didn't stop the game now and Danny hit another three, playing on the road would become extremely difficult.
As they headed to the bench, Wang Yi ruffled Danny's hair. "You're freaking awesome!"
Danny lowered his head shyly.
The boss had praised him.
He knew that, to the boss, "awesome" was the highest praise of all.
Hearing the boss use a word like that to compliment him filled