Tang Tian wore an expression on the bench as if the sight was too cruel to bear.
You had to admit, he was starting to like Lin Yi's style of play.
Yeah, he would have to try it himself when he got on the court later.
Lee Mannis finally sat back down on the bench. His expression was not one of despair, but numbness.
He had originally thought the team could close the gap, or even catch up, during this Bench Connection Segment.
But now, it seemed he had really been overthinking it.
Lin Yi had taken over the final two minutes of the first quarter, and when Zhou Qi came on in the second quarter, he showed his improvement with consecutive blocks on the defensive end, followed by a three-pointer.
Not only had Australia Team failed to close the gap during their Bench Connection Segment, but by the time their starters returned, they were already behind by a margin of 20 points!
This game was practically over before halftime.
Lee Mannis reached up and rubbed his forehead hard. He had already cursed China Team ten thousand times in his heart.
He had even started cursing the Japanese. This damned Group Stage.
This kind of grouping was a Group of Death for China Team, but wasn't it the same for Australia Team?
Not to mention Spain Team and France Team, whose strength was no weaker than theirs. After such a Crushing defeat against China Team, it was hard to say whether the team's morale would ever recover.
He forcibly steadied his breathing, hoping to see whether the team could launch a counterattack under Simmons after the starters returned.
But the moment he looked up, he saw Tang Tian and Yi Jianlian run a pick-and-roll. Tang Tian got Landale on a