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10 Thunder Playoff Observations Paired With Depressing Grunge Songs From The 1990s…

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Well, that sucked. You can’t say we didn’t see it coming. I know we all hoped the Thunder could advance in the playoffs without Westbrook, but that’s all it was; a hope. Deep down, we could see this team was in over its head. They didn’t have the depth, system, flexibility or composure to beat a upper-echelon team in a 7-game series.

Since everyone’s probably mopey, sad and gloomy this morning, I thought it would be fitting to match some Thunder playoff observations with depressing grunge-era songs from the 1990s. Not only is it great therapy, but maybe it will piss of Macklemore and all his fellow trolls from Seattle. I love being passive aggressive.

Here we go:

1. Hearing About Russell Westbrook’s Knee Injury

Song: “Fell on Black Days”

Band: Soundgarden

Pertinent Lyrics: “What’soever I’ve feared has come to life…”

I guess you can sign me up for the “I know it’s shitty that it took a freak injury to make realize this, but I now fully appreciate Russell Westbrook’s basketball ability and importance to the Oklahoma City Thunder” support group. I promise not to criticize him ever again…at least until he takes a 20-foot pull up jumper with 18-seconds left on the shot clock.

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2. Serge Ibaka’s Cold Shooting

Song: Down In A Hole

Band: Alice in Chains

Pertinent Lyrics: Down in a hole, feelin’ so small. Down in a hole, losin’ control.”

After he missed that game tying lay-up in Houston, Serge’s confidence and jump shot fell into a deep dark cauldron of dispair and sadness. You could see it on his face. Hopefully he’ll be able to pull himself out of it by the start of next season.

An open letter to the cry baby known as Macklemore…

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Hey Macklemore!

Matt from Oklahoma City here. You don’t know me, but I’m pretty familiar with your body of work. And not by choice! Your songs are impossible to avoid in the public sphere lately, which I suppose is to be expected when you (I’m speaking directly to you, Macklemore, and not “you” in the more general, second-person sense) score two number-one Billboard singles, lend your image and art to various corporate interests, and sell better than half a million albums of recorded music, as you have in the last year or so.

Now up until a few hours ago I wouldn’t have thought that you needed a lesson in how mainstream popular culture works since you and that Batman onesie of yours —which now retails for $65— have lately occupied the center of it, but these tweets suggest you really haven’t learned much about it at all:

Yeah, I get that you’re just sounding off on a medium as ephemeral as Twitter and that such throwaway thoughts probably shouldn’t get probed this hard, but since you threw it out there, I’m going to throw it back at you. Here goes:

The not-chunky Thunder Girl was interviewed on GMA…

I think I mention this every chance I get, but one benefit of being an obscure local social blogger is that I get to sleep-in each day. That means I don’t have to suffer through terrible morning shows like Good Morning America and watch silly TV interviews with pretty blonde girls that were called chunky.

Yes, that happened. Three weeks after having her weight singled out by a Houston sports blogger, Thunder Girl Kelsey Williams set down with ABC’s Bianna Goldodryga and shared the horrible tale of what it’s like to be a pretty blonde girl and have your weight randomly questioned by a Houston sports blogger.

Here’s the interview:

At least this Memphis Grizzlies blogger didn’t call a Thunder Girl “chunky”

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The piece of bear love pictured above is Jonathan May. He’s an attorney for the Memphis law firm Thomason Hendrix. When he’s not fantasizing about lumberjacks or singing with the Fleet Foxes, he moonlights as a Memphis Grizzlies fan blogger for a website called “Grizz Blog.”

This past weekend, Brawny took the seven hour drive from Memphis to OKC to catch Game One of the Thunder – Grizzlies series. Naturally, he decided to blog about his experience. Here’s the title and first paragraph:

Behind Enemy Lines: A First Hand Account of “Loud City”

In retrospect, one could argue it was a mistake. We decided to drive to Oklahoma City at 5:00pm on Saturday. We knew it was a long way, but you cannot really appreciate the distance until you have been on the road for hours and realize you are still in Arkansas. Then there was that horrible moment. No, not the one when Kevin Durant hit the shot we knew he would hit. I’m talking about the one moment you cross the state line into Oklahoma and you’re renewed with excitement and anticipation, only to realize that you’re still 200 miles from Oklahoma City. Ultimately, we got into OKC at 1:30am Sunday. Just in time to grab five hours of sleep and head to the Chesapeake Energy Arena for an unreasonably early noon tip-off. I couldn’t be less impressed with what we found when we arrived…

Yep, some blogger decided to judge all Thunder fans and the entire organization based upon a Sunday morning playoff game. That’s about as fair as criticizing the looks of a one night stand on the morning after, or forming an opinion on Memphis based on what you’ve seen on the First 48.

That being said, May’s post wasn’t that bad. Yes, he broke one of my blogging rules. And yes, it was full of dumb and misleading arguments (Note to self: If I’m ever stuck in Memphis and need an attorney, do not hire Jonathan May), but I’ve read worse. It’s not like he called a Thunder Girl “chunky” or asked if a pig brings out the ball for the opening tip. In fact, there were a couple of snippets from his blog I kind of agreed with. Here they are:

12 amusing and funny pics from OKC’s Westboro Baptist Church counter-protests…

The lone bright spot in the Thunder’s terrible loss to the Houston Rockets was the Westboro Baptist Church protesting in downtown Oklahoma City.

Wait a second. Did I just call a Westboro protest a “bright spot?” Yes, I did.

Normally, I hate giving those crazy attention whores any attention or publicity, but this time I’m breaking that rule. Last night, people from all over OKC crashed Westboro’s party with their own counter-protest. They brought funny signs, dressed in Daisy Dukes, and even sent over a few glitter farts. The whole counter-protest was funny and amusing, and for the time being, has helped distract me from the Thunder’s piss poor performance against the guys from Houston. That’s why I’m calling it a “bright spot.”

Anyway, we spent some time searching Twitter, Facebook, Instagram and the web to find some of counter-protest pics. Here are some good ones we found: