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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/…

To know Parsa is to love Parsa. So grateful we got him for a few years here at SUU. But no one loved him more than my son. After every game, Parsa would pick him up and carry him around the stadium, making him feel like the biggest, coolest kid in the world. Love you forever, 22!

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Why Oklahoma State plane crash still resonates 25 years after tragedy oklahoman.com/story/sports/c…

25 years ago today, my dad and nine other men died in a plane crash. They are sorely missed. nondoc.com/2026/01/24/wish-y…

It’s hard to believe it’s been 25 years since that tragic night when we lost 10 wonderful men that were such a special part of @OSUMBB. My heart goes out to all of their families and loved ones. We promised to always remember, and the OSU community has and always will. #RT10

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Excited that it’s finally official @_rxprell, going to be heck of a ride in Stillwater. 🧡🤠#GoPokes

Come say 𝘩𝘦𝘺! 👋

I don’t normally open up practice… But hey, it’s America’s Greatest Homecoming. LutzGo!

Appreciative of the opportunity to share a meal and moments last night with the guests of the @AmericanCancer Hope Lodge in Oklahoma City. Lessons in toughness and resilience that stick with you.

Be a Cowboy Basketball MVP 🙌 Support the program and enjoy an all-access weekend with @LutzSteve and players at our second annual Pokes Playbook. Details ➡️okla.st/3KeIZlt

Fired up to take over @OSUMBB tomorrow! Hit me with your questions and I’ll get to as many as I can.

Coach Lutz is ready. Are you?🫵 🎟️okstate.com/mbbtickets

#okpreps #okstate Bill Haisten: Maggie Sutton, the daughter of Scott Sutton and granddaughter of Eddie Sutton, rallied from the March wildfire destruction of her home to win a 6A tennis title. tulsaworld.com/sports/high-s… via @tulsaworld

Bill Knight Automotive All-World Awards winner: Congratulations to Stillwater’s Maggie Sutton, the 2024-25 Mike Brown Inspirational Athlete of the Year. @BillKnight_Ford @BK_Lincoln @SHSPioneers @ScottSutton1970

Never been more invested in a game that didn’t involve me or my family. That was incredible! #GoThunder!

A new program record!   Proud of our guys for getting it done in the classroom this semester.

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