After midnight, around 1:00 a.m., Thursday, May 26, 2011 …

… with credit and much thanks to Exodus195 for the above great video after the team returned to Oklahoma City following their/our loss to Dallas in game 5 of the Western Conference Finals on May 25, 100-96. Could we have won it? Sure? Aren’t we sad that we didn’t? Sure. But we love these Thunder guys, and they love their Oklahoma City fans. If you’re an OKC Thunder fan, I triple-dog-dare you to watch the above video without crying like a baby. Have your tissues ready.

What’s not to like? After a regular season record of 55-27 (67.1%), the Thunder take out Denver 4-1 in the first round of the playoffs, then Memphis 4-3 in the Western Conference semi-finals. Yeah, it was hard to lose to the Mavs 4-1 in the finals. We ain’t cryin’ that we were only one of the four best teams in the NBA playoffs in 2011, though. And we went down fighting until the bitter end.

Hats off to our guys, the 2010-2011 OKC Thunder at season’s end …


… and hats off to our fans (final game photo credit to Layne Murdoch) …


Here is the bracket … the final four …


And here is the detail …


… but wait ’till next year … ’cause we’ll be back.

No better way to close out the season than to quote the letter posted by Jennifer Reynolds in her Facebook page here. She said,

An Open Letter To The Thunder
by Jenifer Reynolds on Friday, May 27, 2011 at 10:07am

Dear Thunder:

        I know by now you must be asking yourselves, what’s the deal with these people in Oklahoma City? Can they not do Math? Have they not figured out the rules? Did they not notice we threw away a fourth quarter lead in two consecutive games to lose the series 4 – 1? Should we tell them, or hope they never figure it out???
        The truth is we couldn’t love you any more than we do now even if you had won the title. I wanted you to know that, so you’ll stop thinking you let us down.
        It’s odd that I would be writing this letter, since I don’t even like NBA basketball, or at least I didn’t before. By this time each year, my husband would be watching with the sound down because the endless squeak of basketball shoes during the interminable months of the pro season would have been driving me mad.
        But not this year. Throughout the playoffs, we were stitched to the set through every game we could watch, screeching and howling like breeding cats over every basket you hit, every one you missed, every bad call, every win and every loss.
        And while we would have loved for you to win the title, here’s what you have to understand – we wanted it for YOU, not for us.
        Why is that? Because you’ve helped us show the world who we are.
        You guys never give up and we don’t either. We didn’t quit after the Dust Bowl or the oil busts or the Murrah Bombing or the tornadoes that plowed through the heart of our community a decade ago. We never looked up and said who’s going to fix this? Who’s going to bring us trailers to live in or send our kids to college? We just rolled up our sleeves and went to work.
        What you see downtown – Oklahomans did that. Our leaders dreamed it up and we paid for it. That building you play in? We built that, too. The names of the big energy companies may spin around the light board inside, but it was the sweat of ten thousand roughnecks that helped put their money in the bank. We know how to work hard and we respect that ethic in others.
        After April 19, 1995 people kept asking us, “Will you ever be the same?” And I always thought, “Of course not! The real question is, whether we’ll be better or worse.” WE decided we’d be better, and we are. In fact, sometimes when I look at all we’ve done since then, it’s hard for me to believe – and I saw it all happen! But no matter what we do, we have a hard time convincing the rest of America we’re not just a hump on the back of Texas.
        You’re helping us change that, and we’d sure love it if eventually you’d beat those guys. But we’re willing to wait.
        Just like you, Oklahoma is a little on the young side – the fifth youngest state in the Union. In a way, we’re still trying to create our place in America and we face some pretty heavy stereotypes. We’re the state (along with the Dakotas) that Rand McNally once left out of its portable atlas to save space. We’re the state that gets dismissed by national sports writers and coaches as a backwater or a “small town”. That backhanded dis-not-so-cleverly-disguised-as-a-compliment by Nuggets Coach George Karl who called us the “Green Bay of the NBA” is just par on our course. Actually, I really don’t mind being compared to the Cheeseheads, because most people in America don’t get them either. WE do. They’re working people just like us who know how to support a team!
        We’re the people who set what is now called “The Oklahoma Standard” for community response to disaster. We’re the people who taught the world how to grieve in a public and positive way, how to turn disaster into opportunity.
        We don’t always win here, but nobody cares more, tries harder, or stays truer than Oklahomans. There’s something strange and special about this place, but you have to stay here for a while to understand it.
        Today when somebody drove by with his Thunder flag still flying, while we were listening to Native Son Bryan White sing “Dust Bowl Dreams” about how Oklahomans “push on and persevere” I realized exactly why it is we love you guys: In some odd way that defies explanation you GET us.
        You get who we are and you’ve been able to give us a voice in the world by the way you play, by the way you persevere. All of us Native Okies are here because somebody decided to stick it out through the bad times and keep working for better times. When we watch you play, we see those beliefs rewarded. For us, whether you win or lose really is less important than how you play the game.
        And that’s why the crowd was still chanting “OKC! OKC!” even as you set a dubious new NBA record for a blown lead. That’s why they were waiting for you at oh-dark-30 this morning, chanting, “Thank you, Thunder!” While you may think you owe US something, we know in our hearts that we really owe YOU.
        So don’t hang your heads. Just get ready for next year, because as Bryan White sings, “Quitting is something Okies just don’t do.”
        Keep rolling, Thunder. We’re behind you all the way.

All I can add is, “Amen, sister!”

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