Wang Yi Is altitude sickness painful?
Very painful!
Does he have a hard time running?
Quite tough!
But when the fast break started, he was fully committed to the game.
In his eyes, there was only the opposite basket.
His entire world seemed to consist of only the opposite basket.
This basket is his sworn enemy.
He will use all his strength to smash it!
He had long forgotten about altitude sickness and hypoxia.
Just like Jordan's flu battle in the Finals.
The fever was 38 degrees and he scored 38 points.
When you focus on the game, the physical pain seems less severe.
(Of course, Jordan later clarified that he was not suffering from the flu during that game, but food poisoning.)
When Wang Yi landed, he rushed too hard and had too much inertia.
He hit the basketball hoop hard.
Fortunately, there were thick protective pads on the basketball hoop, so he would not be injured.
This dunk was astonishing to everyone.
The entire audience was once again quiet for a moment.
You know, since this is a plateau area, most players just stay away from playing here.
Very few visiting team players play gliding dunks from such a distance in this arena.
And now, a man of yellow race who they thought was not physically fit at all actually performed the gliding chop even though he was clearly suffering from severe altitude sickness.
This is really very rare.
Wang Yi leaned against the basketball stand and took a few breaths.
Then quickly return to defense.
This dunk seemed to take all his strength away.
When he returned to defense, his steps were as heavy as dragging two dead dogs as he trudged forward.
He breathed heavily, as if he wanted to get all the air into his body.
But the oxygen that can enter his body is far from enough for his body to consume.
But he doesn't care anymore.
Look at the score on the scoreboard.
His three-pointer and two-pointer extended the point difference to 16 points.
Worth it!
Even if I go out lying down today, I still have to kill the Nuggets and shut up all the fans here!
Nuggets coach Malone wanted to call a timeout.
But at this time, the live camera gave Wang Yi a close-up.
I saw Wang Yi's face as pale as paper, panting like an ox, and sweating like rain.
He knew that this guy's altitude sickness was too severe.
He fought too hard and suffered from severe hypoxia.
If you call a timeout at this time, it is equivalent to giving him a chance to breathe.
Instead of doing this, it would be better to continue fighting like this and consume a lot of his physical energy.
In this way, in the third quarter, it's unclear whether he can play or not.
So he gave up the idea of ​​a timeout and just asked Jokic to get ready.
Once the ball dies, replace him.
Already 16 points behind. If he is not replaced, the point difference will widen to 20 points. It will be too difficult to catch up in the second half.
At the same time, he shouted to the players on the sidelines:
"If you fight like this, he has no physical fitness. He has severe altitude sickness! Don't be frightened by his performance!"
"He will only be crazy for another minute or two at most. With such strenuous exercise, he will soon be out of breath or even faint!"
"Remember, you are the owners of this arena!"
The players were encouraged by the coach, and their morale, which had been depressed by Wang Yi just now, was slightly lifted.
On the Lakers side, coach Vogel frowned slightly when he saw Wang Yi's appearance.
Wang Yi is also too impulsive.
I have just regained some physical strength. I have only fought two rounds now and I am out of breath again.
How about asking for a pause to let Wang Yi take a breather?
But what happens after that?
If Wang Yi still fights like this after taking the field, will he have to call a timeout after two rounds to let him breathe?
Considering this, Vogel gave up the idea of ​​calling a timeout.
Let Wang Yi remember it for a long time.
This kind of young player is too impulsive.
Let him remember the consequences of impulsiveness this time, so that he will know how to beat him in the future.
Here in China.
Today is Saturday.
Wang Jianhua and his wife are watching their son's game at home.
When she saw the close-up picture of her son, the mother couldn't help but shed tears in her eyes.
Whose son feels bad for whom?
Everyone else just expected Wang Yi to perform well.
When Wang Yi performs well, they just cheer, get excited, and get excited.
Only Wang Yi's mother felt her heart twitch when she saw her son's face as pale as paper, panting heavily and sweating profusely, as if someone had pinched his heart.
What mother wants to see her son suffer like this?
She couldn't help but look at Wang Jianhua next to her:
"It's all you. At that time, I asked my son to learn to be a doctor or a lawyer, but you insisted on letting him learn basketball. If you had listened to me earlier, your son would be a doctor or a lawyer now, and he would not have to endure this hardship.
share the sin."
Wang Jianhua shook his head:
"He's a man! What's wrong with men suffering a little and suffering? Are they like those sissies on the Internet who have to go to the hospital even if they scratch their hands?"
Mother shook her head and sighed:
"I didn't say my son wanted to do that. It made me sick to see him. I just didn't want my son to suffer too much."
Wang Jianhua lit a cigarette and took a puff:
"Your son's salary in one year is as much as someone else's in a lifetime. It would be so unfair for him to receive so much money without suffering some punishment."
My mother retorted: "Where are those little fresh meats? People can make hundreds of millions for making a movie, and they don't have to suffer. When will God be fair?"
Wang Jianhua's final words were: "So God sent them all in one by one?"
…
At the same time, at the ESPN headquarters in the United States.
Nicole is in her independent office, watching the game on the computer screen.
Her eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Wang Yi.
She wanted to call Wang Yi immediately and talk to Wang Yi.
But now we are competing.
She wanted to wait until halftime before calling Wang Yi.
But first I was afraid of what tactics the coach was planning;
Secondly, Wang Yi is already so tired. The midfield is the time for him to take a good rest and replenish his physical strength. Wouldn't it be stupid to bother him again?
Her mind was already in confusion.
Originally there was an interview this afternoon, but in this state, she had no intention of doing it.
After much thought, she finally made up her mind.
Made a phone call: "Book me a ticket to Denver, yes, now."
Then we came to the leader’s office:
"I'm sorry, team leader, I have to go to Denver now. I have something urgent. Please let someone else do the interview in the afternoon."
The leader of the basketball team said with a smile:
"It doesn't matter, you can just go. I will inform the guests of the afternoon interview that we have changed the time. You can interview him again tomorrow afternoon."
Nicole was stunned: "This...is not good."
The team leader still smiled and said:
"There's nothing wrong with it, just go ahead."
…
Denver Plateau, scene.
Wang Yi returned to the defensive position.
Caruso asked: "Wang, how are you? Why don't you let me guard Murray."
Chapter completed!