An impossible buzzer-beater from beyond the backcourt baseline
Give me the ball. Don't worry about anything else.
Brother Yi's swagger needed no explanation.
There weren't many players who could say something like that.
James, Kobe Bryant, Jordan—just a handful.
To say those words, you needed either overwhelming individual skill,
or a completely unrivaled position on the team.
Wang Yi had both.
His teammates trusted him without question.
The previous several dozen games had already proved it: whenever Wang Yi said those words, the game was as good as won.
But head coach De'Anthony wasn't entirely happy about it.
You make me feel completely useless.
Still, there wasn't much he could do. He recognized Wang Yi's individual ability.
So he nodded and switched to a play that would get Wang Yi the ball.
Once he'd drawn it up, both teams took the court again.
Capela and Xiao Qiao set screens for Wang Yi near the three-point line in the frontcourt.
Then Wang Yi burst past the three-point line.
At the same time, Durant and Irving rushed in behind him,
to stop him from shooting the instant he caught the ball.
Wang Yi came tearing out of the paint at such speed that he blew right past half court and ended up beyond the backcourt free-throw line.
Barnes immediately inbounded the ball to him.
Just then, in the stands behind the backcourt baseline, a fan wearing a Durant jersey bellowed at Wang Yi at the top of his lungs:
"Hey, yellow monkey! Look over here, look over here..."
He shouted to provoke Wang Yi and throw him off.
Meanwhile, Irving and Durant kept coach Steve Nash's instructions in mind.
They knew Wang Yi could hit backcourt threes, but he only shot from beyond the backcourt free-throw line. He'd never shot from
closer