7-6.
With that dunk, China Team had taken the lead!
Cheers erupted throughout the arena.
That was an absolute morale booster!
"Look at Nigeria Team, dunking this and dunking that at the start. Then you look up and we're already ahead!"
At the Commentary Booth, Zhang Weiping finally let out a long breath.
"Nigeria Team tried to bully us with their physicality early on, but China Team has the strength. We're not afraid of that kind of play!"
Su Qun was also getting a little fired up beside him.
China Team had been dunked on like that at the start and still managed to turn things around. That showed the National Men's Basketball Team could play with the wind at their backs like they had against Poland, and they could also fight through a difficult opening like this one. They truly had the strength!
The game continued, and Nigeria Team's drive on the frontcourt end was disrupted and missed again.
They had failed to score on two consecutive attacks.
On one hand, China Team had begun adapting to their intensity;
On the other hand, and more importantly, without an outside threat in FIBA games, the whole team could pack the paint. Even James wouldn't be able to get it done by driving alone.
After sealing his man off, Shen Zijie secured the Defensive Rebound. His physical tools were much better than Wang Zhelin's, and his box-out had been excellent as well.
Tang Tian brought the ball up in the frontcourt. Seeing Yi Jianlian pin Metu beneath the basket, he rose directly for a Pull-up Jumper from three.
The shot missed, but Yi Jianlian sprang up and put it back in.
9-6!
Yi Jianlian had already scored 7 points to start the game!
Not only was his outside shooting touch scorching