Ol’ Kevy Kev needs a few more pounds and a couple of layers of muscle. He may not necessarily need them for the b-ball court, but one day, he’ll likely have kids. And it’ll be a damn shame if he can’t pick them up without fracturing his rotator cuff or spraining his wrist. In fact, Jay-Z could pay me to drive Kevin around to various fast food restaurants every day during the off-season and I wouldn’t even charge him my regular rate. I know, he’s still a kid, but I can definitely hear Jigga-Man saying, “More weight room, less Xbox live, son” to Durant over some sort of intercom.