Thankfully, no one was shifting blame or pointing fingers, but the silence was suffocating. There was a palpable sense of 'as long as it wasn't my mistake'.
After a moment's thought, Chen Yu stood up and headed backstage. In the office area, he found a staff member from the media team and asked them a few questions.
By the time he had everything arranged and returned to the court, the fourth quarter was already halfway over.
The Pistons still maintained a 7-point lead.
The score for both sides was still ugly; it felt like the Suns were determined to set a new season-low score today.
But Chen Yu wasn't too bothered. As he had said himself, losing one game wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
At least it would help them see some things more clearly.
A loud shout came from O'Neal, who once again tried to power up under the basket. He was contested again, and the basketball bounced off the rim.
As soon as he landed, he immediately turned to complain to the referee.
