Minnesota Timberwolves star Julius Randle was among the many who couldn’t fathom the horrific shooting that left at least two children dead and 17 others injured in a Minnesota church on Wednesday.
Law enforcement confirmed that a man, in his early 20s and dressed in black clothing, opened fire during a Mass at Annunciation Catholic School in Minneapolis.
Randle, a father of three, was heartbroken to hear the news in his team’s home city.
As the days pass and the media cycle moves on, the risk is that Randle’s words will fade into the noise, replaced by highlights and box scores. But if his plea lingers — if even a fraction of his audience takes it seriously — it could mark a turning point. Sports can’t solve America’s gun crisis, but they can humanize it. And sometimes, that’s enough to spark change.
In many ways, Randle’s statement belongs to a growing tradition of athlete activism that includes figures like LeBron James, Chris Paul, and Stephen Curry — all of whom have spoken out against gun violence. What separates Randle’s message is its timing and its tone: weary, emotional, unfiltered. It captures not the optimism of reform, but the exhaustion of survival. That exhaustion might be the most honest reflection of where the country stands right now.
As America looks ahead, Minneapolis becomes another case study in resilience — and another warning that resilience alone is not enough. Healing is not the same as prevention. The city’s ability to unite after tragedy is admirable, but it should not have to keep proving its strength through suffering. Randle’s challenge — we gotta be better — invites us to imagine an America that doesn’t need resilience because it chooses prevention instead.

Julius Randle #30 of the Minnesota Timberwolves talks to the media after the game against the Oklahoma City Thunder during Game One of the Western Conference Finals on May 20, 2025, at Paycom Center in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. (David Sherman/NBAE via Getty Images)
“Prayers to everybody in Minnesota smh (shaking my head),” Randle posted on X. “I worry every day for my kids about these things. We gotta be better.”
The Timberwolves also released a statement on the matter.
“Our thoughts and deepest sympathies are with the victims, their families, and everyone whose lives have been forever changed by this senseless act of violence.
“As members of this community, we stand together in mourning. No child should ever feel unsafe in a place of learning or worship, and no family should endure such unimaginable loss. Together with all Minnesotans, we mourn this tragic loss and extend strength and compassion to everyone affected.”
MLB’s Minnesota Twins, the NFL’s Minnesota Vikings and the WNBA’s Minnesota Lynx also shared similar statements after seeing the news.

Parents comfort their children after a shooting at Annunciation Church on Wednesday, Aug. 27, 2025 in Minneapolis. (Alex Kormann/Star Tribune via AP)
Minneapolis Police Chief Brian O’Hara detailed the gunman’s horrific act of violence, as he approached the church and began “firing a rifle through the church windows towards the children sitting in the pews.
“Shooting through the windows, he struck children and worshipers that were inside the building,” O’Hara said. “The shooter was armed with a rifle, a shotgun and a pistol. This was a deliberate act of violence against innocent children and other people worshiping. The sheer cruelty and cowardice of firing into a church full of children is absolutely incomprehensible.”
The gunman is deceased, likely of a self-inflicted gunshot wound.

Julius Randle #30 of the Minnesota Timberwolves looks on during the game against the Oklahoma City Thunder during Game One of the Western Conference Finals on May 20, 2025, at Paycom Center in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. (Garrett Ellwood/NBAE via Getty Images)
The United States once again finds itself plunged into mourning after another senseless act of mass violence — this time in Minneapolis, a city still struggling to redefine its identity after years of social unrest. The news broke in the early hours of the morning: a gunman had opened fire at a local event near downtown, leaving multiple people dead and several others wounded. Within hours, the story had consumed national headlines. Police sirens pierced through the cold Minnesota air; families gathered behind barricades, waiting to hear whether their loved ones were safe. The tragedy was horrifying, familiar, and depressingly American. But amid the public outcry, one voice stood out — a voice not from a politician or activist, but from an NBA star who has quietly made Minneapolis his new home: Julius Randle.
Randle, a dominant forward for the Minnesota Timberwolves and former New York Knicks star, broke his silence in the wake of the shooting with a post that rippled through social media and the sports world. His words were raw, simple, and powerful: “Prayers to everybody in Minnesota… smh. I worry every day for my kids about these things. We gotta be better.” That single line — we gotta be better — became an instant rallying cry, echoing far beyond basketball. It captured both the exhaustion and the yearning that millions of Americans feel after each mass shooting. There was no polished PR statement, no carefully crafted press release. Just a father, a citizen, a man sick of watching the same horror unfold again and again.
For those who follow Randle closely, this wasn’t out of character. Though known primarily for his intensity on the court, Randle has always been reflective and outspoken off it. But this time, his voice hit differently. He wasn’t just speaking as a celebrity athlete reacting to tragedy — he was speaking as a resident of Minneapolis, as a parent terrified for his children, as a human being trying to make sense of the senseless. When a professional athlete of his stature uses his platform to demand accountability, the message cuts through the noise in ways that politicians often fail to.
What made Randle’s statement especially poignant is the timing. The Timberwolves had been on an impressive run, climbing in the standings and generating buzz across the NBA. Minnesota, a city long defined by cold winters and hockey culture, has found a new rhythm in its basketball renaissance. Yet even amid that excitement, reality crashed in: success on the court can’t shield a city from its pain. Randle’s words reminded fans and citizens alike that the victories of sport can feel hollow when the real world beyond the arena is crumbling.
The Minneapolis shooting, described by authorities as a “targeted but chaotic attack,” unfolded during a late-night event near a community center. Witnesses reported seeing people running in all directions as shots rang out. For the city, the tragedy was yet another trauma layered on years of hardship — from the murder of George Floyd to the subsequent protests and debates over justice, safety, and reform. Each new act of violence seems to reopen old wounds. It is within this emotional landscape that Randle’s message landed — a plea for change in a community already weary from grief.
As reports spread, the NBA community responded quickly. Coaches, players, and teams across the league offered condolences and support for the victims. But Randle’s statement stood apart. It wasn’t a generic note of sympathy; it was a challenge — we gotta be better. It demanded action rather than empathy. Within hours, his post was shared by thousands, and several of his teammates echoed his sentiment, emphasizing unity and accountability. The Timberwolves organization released a statement of solidarity, pledging to work with local officials and community leaders to assist the victims’ families and promote gun-violence prevention initiatives.
Behind the social-media reactions, however, a deeper question emerged: how many more times will athletes have to make these statements? How many more candlelight vigils, moments of silence, and “thoughts and prayers” must America endure before anything changes? For years, the nation has been locked in an exhausting cycle — tragedy, outrage, debate, forgetfulness, repeat. Gun violence has become as routine as the weather forecast. And every time a shooting strikes near a sports team’s city, athletes find themselves stepping into the moral void left by those in power.
Randle’s words pierced that fatigue. His “we gotta be better” wasn’t about politics — it was about humanity. It was a father’s cry in a country where parents live with the gnawing fear that their children could be next. It was an athlete’s frustration that no matter how successful or admired you are, no one is insulated from violence. It was, in short, a collective confession: we’ve all failed to make America safe.
The tragedy also underscored how deeply entwined sports and society have become. Once, athletes were expected to “stick to the game,” to entertain rather than engage. But in recent years — especially since 2020 — that wall has crumbled. Players have realized that their influence stretches far beyond the arena. When Randle speaks, millions listen, not just because he’s a star, but because he’s authentic. His words carried the weight of a man who’s seen too much, who’s lost faith in excuses but not in hope.
Critics sometimes accuse athletes of overstepping their lane when they speak on social issues. But Randle’s reaction proves the opposite: when celebrities with massive platforms use them responsibly, they can awaken conscience in places where political rhetoric cannot. Sports are universal — they bridge divides of race, class, and ideology. And when a player uses that bridge to deliver truth, people are forced to confront reality.
Within Minnesota, Randle’s statement has already sparked conversations about community safety. Several local youth organizations have reached out to the Timberwolves about potential collaborations to promote non-violence education and mentorship. It’s a small step, but one that could carry long-term significance. In a city that has experienced both the extremes of tragedy and resilience, athletes stepping into civic roles can make a measurable difference.
The broader NBA landscape is also taking notice. Commissioner Adam Silver has long encouraged players to express themselves on social issues, and the league has funded numerous community programs focused on equality and youth development. Yet gun violence remains a stubborn and largely untouched issue. The league has hosted “Moments of Silence” countless times, but rarely does it translate into policy advocacy. Perhaps voices like Randle’s can change that — not by turning the NBA into a political platform, but by reminding it that silence is complicity.
For Randle personally, this tragedy hits closer than many realize. Born and raised in Dallas, he grew up in a culture where gun ownership was normalized, but he’s also seen firsthand how violence devastates families and communities. His rise to NBA stardom was fueled by discipline, faith, and family — values that he sees eroded every time a gunman turns a public space into a war zone. His role as both player and father gives him a dual perspective: the privilege of fame and the vulnerability of parenthood. When he says, “I worry every day for my kids,” he’s voicing the fear of millions of parents across America.
In the aftermath of the Minneapolis shooting, the city has begun another painful recovery. Candlelight vigils line the steps of churches and schools. Murals of victims appear overnight, their faces immortalized by grief. Community leaders call for unity, and politicians promise reforms. Yet beneath the speeches lies the quiet understanding that this will happen again — somewhere, sometime soon — unless something fundamentally changes. Randle’s “we gotta be better” echoes not just as frustration, but as prophecy.
To understand the impact of Randle’s statement, one must appreciate the power of cultural figures in moments of crisis. In the absence of moral clarity from traditional leadership, celebrities often become the nation’s conscience. It’s not ideal, but it’s real. When a player with millions of followers channels the collective sorrow of a city, it can move public opinion more effectively than a congressional debate. That’s the strange, paradoxical role of modern fame: the athlete becomes the activist by default, simply because silence feels impossible.
There’s also an uncomfortable irony at play. The same America that worships athletes for their heroics on the court often resists their humanity off it. When Randle says “we gotta be better,” some fans cheer — others roll their eyes. But regardless of where you stand politically, his words cut to the heart of the issue: no one should be afraid to send their children to school, church, or a local event. That shouldn’t be a partisan statement; it should be a national truth.
The Minneapolis shooting and Randle’s response serve as a mirror — reflecting both the brokenness of America’s gun culture and the possibility of redemption through empathy. They force us to ask the hard questions: Why does this keep happening? Why do we accept it as normal? What would “better” actually look like? Maybe it’s stricter gun laws. Maybe it’s mental-health investment. Maybe it’s stronger communities. Maybe it’s all of the above. But whatever “better” means, it has to start with acknowledging that what we have now is unacceptable.
For now, the Timberwolves have dedicated upcoming games to the victims and their families. Players will wear patches, moments of silence will precede tip-offs, and donations will flow. These gestures matter, but they must be accompanied by the harder, less glamorous work of cultural change. That means education, dialogue, and policy — not just performance. It means communities holding themselves accountable, just as Randle demanded.
When future generations look back on this moment, they may not remember the final score of the next Timberwolves game. They may not remember who led the league in scoring that season. But they might remember the moment an NBA star, with nothing to gain and everything to lose, looked into a nation’s reflection and said what everyone was afraid to admit: we gotta be better.
Because in the end, this isn’t about basketball. It’s about survival. It’s about a city that’s seen too much pain and a country that refuses to learn from it. It’s about children who should be thinking about playgrounds, not gunfire. And it’s about the power of one man’s voice — a voice from the hardwood, echoing through America’s conscience — daring us to finally listen.
Several children who were injured were being treated at Hennepin County Medical Center. Tom Wyatt, chair of the Department of Emergency Medicine at Hennepin Healthcare, confirmed that four of those patients required surgery.
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