"Goodwin, you really didn't show any mercy at all!" After the game, Yao Ming smiled broadly and threw a punch at Goodwin, though it was only a lighthearted joking gesture.
In this game, Goodwin seemed possessed by the god of war. He made 12 of 26 shots, including 6 of 11 from three-point range, and was perfect at the free-throw line, hitting all 8 attempts. With those astonishing numbers, he went off for 38 points, 4 rebounds, 6 assists, 3 steals, and 1 block. Especially in the crucial fourth quarter, he scored 15 points by himself and became the key man behind the team's victory.
Hearing Yao Ming's teasing, Goodwin laughed and replied, "Of course. You've got to treat every game equally!"
"Get out of here!" Yao Ming cursed with a laugh.
"Hahaha..." The two exchanged smiles and chatted for a few more moments.
Suddenly, Yao Ming shifted the topic to Jeremy Lin and asked seriously, "What do you think of my teammate, Jeremy Lin?"
In this game, Jeremy Lin made 6 of 14 shots, went scoreless from beyond the arc, and hit 4 of 6 free throws for 16 points. He also recorded 4 rebounds, 7 assists, 1 steal, and 2 blocks.
"Mm... he was alright, I guess," Goodwin casually answered.
However, Yao Ming seemed to see right through Goodwin's thoughts. His smile faded, and his expression turned somewhat serious as he pressed again, "Goodwin, don't give me those polite answers. I want your honest assessment."
Hearing Yao Ming say that, Goodwin stopped holding back and gave his opinion bluntly. "He does have pretty impressive athleticism and quickness, but his shooting form is a little stiff and lacks smoothness."
"More than that, he doesn't seem to pay enough attention to the many details of the game, and he's a