Garcia's drive was disrupted by Yi Jianlian and missed, and Yi Jianlian grabbed the rebound as well.
On the way back, Tang Tian made a fadeaway jumper through a double-team.
Half the quarter had passed, and the score was 14–6.
FIBA games differed from NBA games; each quarter was only ten minutes long.
In the NBA, scoring over a hundred points was routine, and teams could reach 120 or 130, even 140 or 150.
But in international competition, with less time and comparatively weaker players, scoring seventy or eighty points in a game was already very high.
China Team had scored 14 points in just half a quarter. Compared with their previous games—or rather, compared with everyone's impression of them—they seemed like a completely different team.
And even more unbelievable, all 14 points had come from Tang Tian alone!
Magnano raised his hand and called a timeout.
If he did not call a timeout to figure out how to defend Tang Tian, Tang Tian really could destroy Brazil Team all by himself.
"Double-team him! Everyone double-team him! Don't worry about China Team's other players. Everyone only has one job out there: stop Tang Tian from scoring!"
Magnano practically roared at the Brazil Team players.
Even if their opponent really was Michael Jordan, he could not let him score so recklessly anymore.
After all, no matter how strong Tang Tian was, he was only one person. China Team's other players were far too weak.
On Brazil Team's side, Magnano was shouting and gesturing wildly, while at the other end of the court, the scene was completely different.
The one laying out the tactics was not Head Coach Li Nan, but Tang Tian.
"When we get back out there, their double-teams on me will definitely be more thorough. You have to be