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Reject AI. Embrace Reality.

Chet dunked on Wemby and Wemby was PISSED 😭

Most Points in the Conference Finals since 2002: 43 — Jared McCain 0 — Philadelphia 76ers

Maybe SGA is unethical. Maybe SGA is destroying the game. Maybe SGA is only a free throw merchant. Or maybe, you're just making excuses. Nobody complained when Kobe had 3 seasons with more free throw attempts than SGA this year. Nobody complained when MJ had 4 seasons with more free throw attempts than SGA this year. Nobody complained when Bron had 4 seasons with more free throw attempts than SGA this year. Maybe SGA is just unguardable.

@todayyearsold Retinoscopy

Maybe I'm dumb and that's fine but I need to ask. How do they know a baby can't see?

Active Playoff Teams With The Fewest To Most FTA Per Game In The 2025-26 NBA Playoffs : 1. Oklahoma City Thunder — 21.0 2. Minnesota Timberwolves — 23.8 3. Los Angeles Lakers — 24.1 4. San Antonio Spurs — 25.8 5. Cleveland Cavaliers — 25.9 6. New York Knicks — 27.1 7. Detroit Pistons — 27.4

AND NEW ‼️ SEAN STRICKLAND DEFEATS KHAMZAT CHIMAEV TO CAPTURE THE MIDDLE WEIGHT TITLE 🏆

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We lose because of how divided we are. If we simply boycott Delta or any other company that is being too greedy, things will change

Reminder to the market what Fauci’s COVID policies actually delivered: - 8k+ military forced out over vax mandates - Schools closed → kids lost years - 100,000 restaurants bankrupt (16k early on according to yelp) - Myocarditis spikes in young men - $200B+ PPP fraud Bad policies have consequences. It’s time to hold them accountable.

The COVID cover-up goes all the way to the top. Fauci funded the Wuhan lab. Senior intelligence officials hid classified evidence from the president himself. Scientists were silenced. Millions paid the price. The DOJ has until May 11th to prosecute Fauci before the statute of limitations runs out. I am not letting this go. The American people deserve justice.

"And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites. For they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by men." - Jesus

😬👀 Ilia Topuria trains his eyes and their focus showing his scientific approach: "Glasses let us see how the left eye and the right eye work, and most of all see how both work in sync. What we are doing is a cognitive exercise in which he has to select the numbers from 1 to 50 while also working om accommodation and binocular vision." 🎥 @Topuriailia

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. oklahoman.com/story/opinion/…

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but the mass prescribing of antidepressants, hasn’t made society any happier