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Every year, it seems, the advance reporting suggests that it’s going to be a pretty quiet NBA trade deadline. And every year, it seems, everything goes completely bat-guano like 16 hours ahead of the 3 p.m. ET deadline. Last year, it was the James Harden-for-Ben Simmons staredown; this year, it was Kevin Durant moving in silence like lasagna to finally get himself to Phoenix.
(Well, maybe “like a lasagna that had loudly and publicly lodged a request to move into a different pan like six months ago.” But even Mixtape-Era Wayne probably would’ve had a hard time making that sound good.