Nick Collison has seen it all. Now he tells it all.

The practice court was in a big metal shed out in the middle of nowhere.

It actually used to be an old skating rink, the air outside stained with the faint smell of dog food because of a production plant nearby. It was our second year in Oklahoma City, coming off a 23-59 debut season, one we started 3-29 and had people wondering if we were the worst team of all time.

But this was different. I'd played one season already with Kevin Durant, but he was getting really good. Russell Westbrook was still trying to dunk everything, but he was getting better. James Harden was our new draft pick, and even though he'd just gotten here, he already knew what to do.

There was a new guy named Serge Ibaka…