Dustin Hayes

“He must become greater, I must become less”-John 3:30

[Dustin Hayes @DustinHayes00]

Haven't got a family so I would die for a lot of people, but I would die the most excruciating death imaginable for Bo, even if it was just to cure him from a slight case of the sniffles.

[p - cat ❤️‍🔥 @calemakarma]

the broncos might love bo nix even more than i do

[Dustin Hayes @DustinHayes00]

People complain about God’s wrath too much. The fires of hell aren’t anywhere near hot enough for the Bo Nix haters.

[Zack🦈 @NixForSix]

A lot of players were put ahead of Lamar Jackson , these clowns decide to make a segment about Bo Nix

Nobody is more hated in this league than Bo

And it’s fucking sad

[Grace Panetta @grace_panetta]

he did it….he had the courage

[Drake Maye Lover @drakemayeloverr]

Deactivating after a bad loss, the most American thing you can do

[Dustin Hayes @DustinHayes00]

@BFW Great picture. My dad’s really into photography. Showed him and he was impressed.

[Nishant Narula @NishantNarula25]

Another day, another masterpiece of the internet.

[JJ Watt @JJWatt]

Welcome to Houston Freddy

🤘🏼

[Kyle Mann @The_Kyle_Mann]

"It is Pride which has been the chief cause of misery in every nation and every family since the world began. Other vices may sometimes bring people together: you may find good fellowship and jokes and friendliness among drunken people or unchaste people. But Pride always means enmity—it is enmity. And not only enmity between man and man, but enmity to God."

CS Lewis

#HappyPrideMonth

[Dustin Hayes @DustinHayes00]

@SigruneSonic @Shaggydreds He subconsciously knew. That’s why he’s so defensive when she says “I don’t think you took advantage of me”. But he’s so selfish & cared so little about her that he didn’t consciously know.

[Dustin Hayes @DustinHayes00]

@Jomacomi @PK__Butter @Shaggydreds There’s hookup bros willing to use drugs/alcohol to get sex, and there’s “nice guys” that obsess over their fantasy of a woman rather than caring for her actual self. Bear falls into the latter category. They condemn the former through Ian. Bear isn’t only bad guy they both suck.

[Dustin Hayes @DustinHayes00]

@BroncoFanatic97 *with a broken back btw

[Willy🦅 @iluv_papi]

I rent a house to this guy named Dustin.
He’s always getting himself into wild situations. This one takes the cake

[Dustin Hayes @DustinHayes00]

@KyleBrandt That’s in KC’s interest as well. They play us better at home if it’s late in the season.

[First Take @FirstTake]

"Sam Presti, right now, might go down as the greatest executive in the history of basketball." 👀

@stephenasmith with high praise for Thunder GM Sam Presti 🙌

[Dustin Hayes @DustinHayes00]

@CSNTM Have been a fan of the organization from a distance for awhile now. This was my first time at an event in person & had a great time! Had to drive back to OKC so didn't stick around to chat, but grateful for all of you, your work, & the awesome papyri facsimiles that I won!

[CSNTM @CSNTM]

On Saturday, we welcomed more than 125 attendees to our annual Snapshot event, making it the largest in CSNTM history!

Take a look at some highlights from the evening!

[Enes Kanter FREEDOM @EnesFreedom]

To my Oklahoma family;
this piece comes straight from the heart.

I hope you’ll take a moment to read it and feel what I felt.
Thank you for allowing me to be a small part of it.

I came to @okcthunder to play basketball. I left carrying 168 lives.

When I was traded to the Oklahoma City Thunder, I was thinking about basketball, nothing more.

I didn’t know that before I ever stepped on the court, this place would show me something that would stay with me far longer than any game.

Like any player, my mind was on the game. A new team, a new city, a new opportunity. I expected the usual routine when I landed in Oklahoma City. Physicals, practices, meetings, and a jersey waiting in a locker.

But before any of that, Sam Presti pulled me aside and told me there was somewhere we needed to go.

He didn’t explain much, and I didn’t think to ask. I was focused on the next step in my career.

What I didn’t understand was that, before I could represent the place I was about to play for, I needed to understand it.

So instead of heading to the facility, he took me to the Oklahoma City National Memorial & Museum.

I walked in without knowing what I was about to see, and within minutes, everything slowed down.

There are 168 chairs at the memorial, each one representing a life lost on April 19, 1995. They are arranged in quiet rows, each engraved with a name, each standing where a person once stood in that building. Then you notice something that is impossible to process the first time you see it. Some of the chairs are smaller.

They belong to children.

There is no speech that prepares you for that, no headline that captures it. You simply stand there, and the silence carries a kind of weight that is hard to describe but impossible to ignore.

As you walk through the memorial, you pass between two gates marked 9:01 and 9:03. At first, they seem like simple numbers, but then you understand what they hold. One marks the last minute before the attack. The other marks the first minute after. And in between those two gates is 9:02, the moment when everything changed.

That minute does not feel like history when you are standing there. It feels present.

The reflecting pool stretches across what used to be a city street, its surface calm and still. When you look into it, you do not just see water. You see yourself standing in a place where unimaginable loss occurred, and for a moment, everything else in your life becomes quieter.

Nearby stands the Survivor Tree, an American elm that was damaged in the blast but endured. It is not untouched. Its scars are part of what it represents. But it is still standing, and in that, it carries a kind of strength that does not need to be explained.

We did not speak much while we were inside. It did not feel like a place for conversation. Some places ask for words. This one asks for reflection.

When we stepped outside, Sam Presti looked me in the eye and said, “This is what this state has been through.”

Then he said something I will never forget.

“Every time you step on that court, you are not just playing in front of fans. You are playing for a state that carries this with it. Give them everything you have. They deserve that.”

In that moment, basketball felt different.

Not smaller, but clearer.

Because what I had just seen was not only about what was lost. It was about what remained. A state that had experienced unimaginable pain and still chose to come together, to rebuild, and to move forward without losing its humanity.

From that day on, every time I stepped on the court, I carried that with me.

On the nights when I was tired, when I was hurt, when I was dealing with challenges that felt heavy in the moment, I would think about those chairs, about that minute, about the people behind those names. And I was reminded that what I was going through did not compare to what this state had endured.
https://t.co/XfNLliRVaO

[Michael Knowles @michaeljknowles]

The most horrifying video I've ever seen in my life.

[Dustin Hayes @DustinHayes00]

How could you not love this man

[Bo Nix @BoNix10]

Riley, this is for you. @PlayersTribune

https://t.co/n8sDtiX6nP