So Kevin Durant apparently got his Twitter feeds crossed (and what the hell is he doing with multiple feeds anyway?) and said some mean things about the Oklahoma City Thunder to the world.
Swell. Now what else have you got?
Durant has been feeling his intercommunicative oats all summer, getting his own back after being cuffed around by the Keyboard Irregulars for leaving his old team for fame, fortune, and then more fame and fortune.
But now it’s gone on awhile, and he picks up trolls and responds back at a serious rate, giving off a vibe that he is General Ulysses Grant trying to re-litigate the Civil War after he already won it and is standing on Robert E. Lee's head.
That’s the thing here. He’s won it, all of it. He has a ring he would not otherwise have. He has regular VIP access to the largest economic engine on the planet. He lives in a place where a thunderstorm is big news rather a sign that it’s 4:30 in the afternoon. What is left for him to fight about?
The answer used to be to silence critics who could not see 2 + 2 without wanting it to be 7. Now, though, it seems to be to demonstrate that his skin is probably thinner than it needs to be.
Maybe this is just him muscle-flexing after years of being quiet. Maybe this is him falling in love with the sight, sound and feel of his own thoughts. Maybe he has a lot more resentment about the hysterical reaction to this move thing than he ever let on.
But we’ve well and truly reached the “okay, okay, we get it” stage. The true and enduring response to why he left Oklahoma City is “Because he is a knowledgeable man.” If he didn’t like Russell Westbrook, fine. If he liked Russell Westbrook but didn’t like head coach Billy Donovan, fine again. If he liked both of them but didn’t like the rest of the roster, fine one more time. If he liked it all but was charmed by Joe Lacob and Bob Myers in a way that Clay Bennett and Sam Presti could not, fine squared.
No matter what the reason or reasons, the point has been made. Championship, awards, acclaim, jewelry, parade, business opportunities – he’s run the table, especially if you want to get pointlessly granular and say he has the better shoe company.
But the idea that you must repave the same road every chance you get doesn’t change the fact that the road is being traveled too much. Kevin Durant is the winner, so engaging the stubborn and dim to prove it seems, well, like there’s a shark on the horizon and he’s giving some thought to jumping it.