892: Beverley Defends Durant. This Should Be Interesting
Durant was seething after Beverley got under his skin. He tried to dribble past him, but Beverley crowded him so tightly that it was hard to get the ball down. Durant could only pull up for a jumper.
The shot missed.
Beverley immediately began mocking him. "Ooh, missed it. Did I hit a sore spot? Once a traitor, always a traitor, Durant. Think about all the other NBA players. One day, they'll be able to tell their sons and grandsons about their heroic moments in the NBA, their game-winners, and how they turned the tide when their teams were in trouble."
"But what about you?"
Then Beverley mimicked Durant's voice. "Son, back in my day, I couldn't beat the Warriors, so I joined them. I was so proud of myself."
Two possessions later, Durant still had no choice but to shoot a three against Beverley's defense.
That three missed too.
Beverley kept chattering away in Durant's ear.
And while he did, his hands kept moving.
He pinched Durant here, twisted him there.
Durant couldn't take it anymore. When Beverley pinched his waist again, Durant shoved him in the chest.
"You piece of trash. Get the hell away from me!"
Beverley made a big show of it too. As Durant shoved him, he went with the force and flew more than three meters.
The crowd gasped in unison, then began shouting at Durant:
"Soft Durant! Traitor Durant!"
"Soft Durant! Traitor Durant!"
"Soft Durant! Traitor Durant!"
The referee immediately blew the whistle and stopped the game.
Durant was furious.
He glared at Beverley, looking ready to shoot flames from his eyes.
If players were allowed to fight on the court, he would have beaten Beverley to a pulp by now.
The three referees