Durant the Grim Reaper vs. the Devil
If Wang Yi really had been controlling the score, then what he'd said before the game about hitting a buzzer-beater in the final second... was actually about to come true.
What was even more shocking was that he hadn't just said it before today's game. He'd said something like that after Game 1 of the Finals, too.
Back then, nobody thought he was serious.
Everyone thought the guy was just talking big.
But now, things were actually unfolding just as he'd bragged they would.
What did you say?
It was a coincidence?
But look at him out there just now. Even when the lead was cut, when the game was tied, and even when the Kings fell behind, he'd stayed calm and composed.
And when the game entered its final minute, he'd even flashed that mysterious smile.
If it was a coincidence, none of this made any sense.
But if it wasn't a coincidence, if he really had been controlling the score, then damn, that was incredible.
Everyone watched Wang Yi stroll toward the frontcourt, their eyes drawn to him.
They all wanted to see how This Final Game would end.
At this point, it seemed likely that he really had been controlling the score.
But would he turn out to be a genius, or would he end up blowing it?
The final minute would decide.
Wang Yi reached the frontcourt and immediately took position in the low post.
He planted himself in front of Drummond, keeping him firmly behind his back.
Then he raised a hand for the ball.
This time, Beverley finally passed it to him.
The moment Wang Yi got the ball, Durant and Irving came over together, looking to double-team him.
But Wang Yi spun toward the baseline, turning