The parade of well-wishers met Durant the moment he emerged from the arena's tunnel and stepped onto the floor. For nearly 20 minutes, Durant obliged them all, taking pictures, signing autographs, no one wanting the night to end. Neatly dressed in sea-foam slacks, plaid belt and blue sportsjacket with a flower on the lapel, Durant looked like he was headed to the prom instead of the NBA Finals. Finally, he pulled his mother close one last time and asked:
"Y'all ready?"
Yes, they're ready. Every last one of them. These young Thunder. The proud city they've carried on this magical ride. Durant's led them all. From the rubble of a 23-win season, from a 2-0 hole against the San Antonio Spurs in the West finals, from an 18-point deficit on Wednesday night, he's lifted them on his slender shoulders.

"I think the youth is kind of something that wills us," Westbrook said.
The Thunder speak often of their "family," and it's true. So many of them are so young, they've all grown up together. All these team-is-one mantras can get a little nauseating to outsiders, but the Thunder believe them. You won't find Durant alone on billboards in Oklahoma City. It's all team shots or pictures of the Thunder flag. The photos lining the walls of the Thunder's arena and practice facility are the same: players' hands clasped in a huddle; a snapshot of the team's logo on a player's shorts. No one individual is greater than the whole, conventional marketing plans be damned.
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