It’s looking desolate in the Nets World right now. A once-abundant superplanet is on its last legs, imploding from within—its core collapsing—after the war against its green and black-clad foe. Its grassy fields have all but died out after a cold hard winter—the bright yellow, blue, and red summer flowers that once meshed together like a Basquiat painting have wilted away into a sea of brown. The oceans, flushed with a mixture of colorful tie-dye blues, have been polluted so incessantly that those radiant colors have washed away into the depths of the ocean floor. Even the cities themselves—emboldened by its brazen street art, the words “Bed-Stuy” and “BKLYN” sprayed permanently on the walls of city buildings—have begun to crumble into dust.
As Brooklyn’s best all-around player, it’s time for Kevin Durant to show it.
