BY TRAVIS MORAN

Last Saturday, I engaged Big Man Mafia—my nephew’s team—in trade negotiations hoping to solidify my bench with a big man. Of course, my goal was to acquire fantasy breakout Mason Plumlee in exchange for a 3-point shooter. I offered, in separate trades, Stormin’ Norman Powell and Killa Cam Johnson. I also tried Josh Hart and Powell as a package. 

None of these impressed Big Man, who claimed Plumlee was too valuable (a proud moment for yours truly). Even after his father—a.k.a. Luscious Luka Triangle—assured him my Cam Johnson offer was a fair one, Big Man stuck to his guns:

BIG MAN: I’ll give you Plumlee and Bol Bol for Terry Rozier.

HUSTLE: Bol will never be part of the Hustle.

BIG MAN: He should be.

HUSTLE: Who would even be on your trading block?

BIG MAN: I don’t know. For what you’re offering, not much.

Especially for what he’d been cooking. For hours, he’d play it cl…