No one - and I mean no one - was happier when they read the story about the Warriors being offended by the treatment of Kevin Durant in his return to Oklahoma City than the fan beneath the frosting. Make no mistake, the crutch was already out of the closet and she had every intention of diabolically adding it to her costume well before she saw the "super villains" whining that Kevin Durant wasn't given a hero's welcome the last time he was in town. However, the fact that they acted like Little Debbies in response to some run-of-the-mill trolling made the decision to cripple the cupcake that much more acceptable.
Someone like myself? I would have laughed regardless, but for those with a conscience/moral compass it's much easier to rationalize making fun of a player's injury when it's a national story every time that player's team gets their feelings hurt. If you're the type of person to invest in a legitimate mascot outfit solely to mock the guy that spurned your city then you're more than likely the type of person that doesn't need justification for going overboard, but I would imagine it was still nice to have it gifted to her less than 24 hours before game time. This can easily be seen as a "oh you thought it was bad last time, you ain't seen nothing yet" alteration, but - in reality - it's something that was in the works since this spiteful, spiteful broad saw her former favorite player grabbing frantically at his knee. Personally, I appreciate the lack of fucks given just as much as I appreciate the Warriors encouraging that fuck-less behavior by acting like thin-skinned little bitches.