Throughout the first quarter of the game, there was a magical scene.
Wang Yi made 17 of 22 shots, including 5 of 7 three-pointers.
In addition, including 3 of 3 free throws, he scored 42 points single-handedly.
No matter whether there is anyone defending in front of you, no matter how many people are defending in front of you.
Whenever there is a chance, he will take action.
And whenever he takes action, he will basically hit.
He single-handedly defeated the Heat 42-30.
The other players on the Kings only took 2 shots combined.
None of them hit.
What they did was to cover up Wang Yi as much as possible.
Of course, they also know that they cannot continue like this.
On the defensive end, Wang Yi had to restrict the opponent's strongest scorer Herro - in the first quarter, under his defense, Herro made 1 of 5 shots and only scored 3 points.
On the offensive end, he is omnipresent and capable of everything.
But human physical ability is limited after all.
If he continues to do this, Wang Yi will be physically exhausted before long.
The most important thing is that Wang Yi broke the middle finger of his right hand not long ago and went into the battle with such a serious injury.
It would be really unjustifiable if the rest of them don't give Wang Yi some help.
Barnes glanced at all his teammates and shouted: "I know that since entering the playoffs, maybe each of us has realized the upper limit of our abilities. We are not very talented and we are not capable enough. But as for the current Kings team
, each of us is indispensable.”
"Wang is indeed very strong on his own, but he can't fight against the Heat's five people, so we have to step up and help him. We can't score points, but we can share the burden for him defensively, we can grab rebounds, and we can give him
He serves as a screen, can help defend, and can steal."
"In short, no matter what, we must fight for a championship and come back!"
Everyone looked at Barnes with some surprise.
That's not what he said before entering the finals. At that time, he always said that if they could enter the finals, they had already exceeded the task and they just had to do their best for the rest.
Why did it become today that I must fight for a championship to come back?
But after thinking about it for a moment, I realized that he must be doing it for his younger brother.
He wanted his brother to witness the miracle with his own eyes, thus rekindling his hope in life.
Thinking of this, everyone seems to have an extra responsibility on their shoulders.
As for the Heat, they were caught off guard by Wang Yi.
Coach Spoelstra previously thought of various ways to defend Wang Yi.
With box 1 tactics, two or even three people double-team, allowing Butler, the best defender, to keep an eye on Wang Yi throughout the game, while the others are always ready to help defend.
There is also a wheel battle, everyone goes up to defend Wang Yi for two rounds.
Everyone's defensive style is different. Some people like to press hard, and some people like to let you go one step away.
This will disrupt Wang Yi's offensive rhythm.
But he never expected that Wang Yi would extend his shooting range to the backcourt today.
This completely disrupted his defensive plan.
Since the birth of basketball, almost all tactics have been designed to defend the frontcourt.
Even if there are occasional defenses in the backcourt, it is only to prevent them from catching the ball, preventing them from playing fast breaks, etc. There has never been a tactic that requires preventing the opponent from shooting in the backcourt - unless there is not enough time.
Precisely because their plan was disrupted, the Kings got more open shots.
So in the next second quarter, what he has to do is how to defend against Wang Yi's extended shooting range into the backcourt.
But to be honest, I couldn't think of any effective solution in a hurry.
The only thing he could think of was to let Butler, the best defender, play man-to-man defense against Wang Yi.
But as soon as the second quarter came up, he knew he was wrong.
No one can prevent Wang Yi today.
His speed was so fast that Butler couldn't keep up.
As long as Wang Yi accelerates, he can quickly open up the distance and get an open opportunity.
There is absolutely no way to prevent this.
When the second quarter reached the end, Coach Spoelstra was desperate.
He knew that Wang Yi couldn't be guarded today, and the only thing he could do was to pray that he wouldn't make the shot.
As the Heat strengthened their defense against Wang Yi's backcourt three-pointers, Wang Yi didn't take many shots in the second quarter.
But even so, he scored 16 points in the second quarter.
The entire first half added up to that mysterious number: 58 points.
The Heat's white-hot home court was silenced by Wang Yi in just two quarters.
The commentator on the sidelines shook his head again and again: "It's so accurate, he is so accurate. How can there be such an accurate guy in the world? After playing two quarters, he missed very few shots. Tonight is absolutely God
Playing in the Kings jersey No. 0, otherwise there is no way to explain it."
All the Heat players were heartbroken.
To be honest, the Heat's offensive efficiency was quite good today.
The overall shooting rate reached more than 60%. If they were placed in the Eastern Conference Finals, their shooting rate could completely defeat the poor Nets.
But now, they shot 60% from the field, only to be hammered by the Kings.
The reason is that Wang Yi is too perverted.
The shooting percentage in the first half actually reached 77%.
What about playing?
During halftime, Coach Spoelstra kept his eyes on the tactical board, but his eyes seemed a little dull.
Wang Yi actually shot an overall shooting rate of 77% in the first half.
He scored 58 points alone, while the Heat only scored 52 points in the first half.
How can we fight if one person scores more points than the entire Heat team?
But Butler is the toughest *** in the world after all.
Although they are now 52:70, a full 18 points behind.
But with his character, he won't just give up.
He slapped his hands hard to encourage his teammates.
"Wang Yi is crazy tonight. Can't we stop him? Have you forgotten what we said before? No matter how powerful the enemy is, even if it is invincible, we must let them shed a layer of skin."
"Now, are you scared by him like this?"
"We can surpass the Nets, so why are we still afraid of the Kings? No matter how strong his personal strength is, it doesn't matter. This is a sport for five people, not one."
"I want all of you to open your eyes and take a good look at the championship flags on the dome. If you continue to be cowardly like this, are you worthy of those three championship flags?"
…
He spoke so impassionedly that spittle flew from his mouth.
His words were indeed very contagious. The Heat players, especially the young players, were all said to be excited.
"Heat-"
"Championship!"
"Heat-"
"Championship!"
The team members roared after him in unison.
In the Kings locker room, while the players and head coach were shocked by Wang Yi's performance tonight, head coach Walton was also secretly worried for Wang Yi.
"King, your body..."
"no problem!"
Wang Yi patted his chest. He was in very good mental and physical condition.
Head coach Walton said: "I'm talking about your finger."
Chapter completed!