Paul Croft

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@TyLawson3 Foul baiting 😂😂

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@30problemz

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@NBCSports can we get a Thunder version of the WCF? I’m tired of listening to the Spurs broadcast!!

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@RepJackKimble @kleintime99 Don’t make promises you won’t keep!

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@Jumpshot8 @KevinOConnor Yes they can!!

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@Eddie_Rado @Undertaker8789 The crying Luka’s!! I mean Lakers

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@followAdamA The Lakers have turned into Luka!! Crying all the time! 🤪🤪

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@getnickwright Where do you work and are they hiring!! You don’t even make it out of the first round!! 😂😂

[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.
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@Dr_JD_Wilson @CoachEmmett @OU_Football Boom—er!! Very nice!

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@KWright_7 had to stop at the store while I was in Spiro!!

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@JayWH88 what shoe are you wearing this morning?

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@BrandonRahbar Governor Sam Presti?

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These beauties are almost gone forever. $25 off when buying over $75!!

Link in bio. Boomer!!

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@RepMTG Who is this person? I kinda like this one!! I hope this isn’t a reelection stunt!

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@CarlyABird @Okla_OAG You should ask that of every politician that is running for a state office!

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@espn ESPN+ sucks just canceled it. Doesn’t let you watch crap!!

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@CoachJacq @mwcbfb Best of luck this season coach!

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@grok what grade would you give the Chicago Cubs after the trade deadline?

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@stressedcubfan The cubs will have him on the IL soon.