Ahhhh, you almost had me Dwyane! Almost convinced me that a departure from Miami was possible when the rumors of joining the Cavaliers started picking up some steam, but once again you overplayed your hand. That poker face of yours could use some work, because that bluff becomes nothing but fluff once you start talking about joining the Knicks or the Bucks. I realize the Heat's offer was astoundingly insulting given all you've done for the franchise and considering that $10 million a year is essentially the going rate for Timofey Mozgov's blind twin, but these threats are emptier than the knee you undoubtedly just had drained.
We all know how this ends, so just sit back and have a piece of humble pie. Kevin Durant will be back in Oklahoma City and you'll have that $20 million dollar offer in front of you before you even have a chance to wipe the crumbs off your shirt. Expecting us to believe that someone would leave an organization run by the grand wizard of roster assembly to go to the only franchise that could turn Phil Jackson into a completely mindless parody of himself is just as disrespectful as the contract you just turned down. A legend in South Beach acting as if moving to motherfucking Milwaukee is an actual preference is about as convincing as whatever the fuck LeBron James does to his head to hide his hairline. So go back to your circle jerk with the banana boat crew and let the chips fall where they may, because - even though a superstar that's 5 years past his prime is a seamless fit for the Knicks - no one is taking you seriously. Especially not Pat Riley.