By Chris Palmer

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

It happens before every game, a reunion of sorts, one player pausing to catch up with another from his playing past. On this December night in Miami, Michael Beasley walks to halfcourt, head cocked slightly to the side, a sheepish grin on his face. Waiting for him is Kevin Durant. Cradling a basketball behind his back in his left hand, Durant extends his right for the familiar half-hug. "What's up, boy?" he says. "How do you like Miami?" Beasley smiles. "Man, this place is crazy," he replies. ...

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