Tetsujin says he's too busy to write these, with "too busy" being code for "If I have to do this any more, I'm going to put my head on the rail tracks and wait for the express to come by."
I don't blame him. It's rarely been easy to be a Kings fan, but it seems like the universe is really messing with us. We saved our team and have a new arena rising in downtown, but at what cost?
We had a coach we liked but he apparently wasn't good enough, so we lost him. We begged, pleaded, cajoled, threatened, yelled and otherwise made our feelings known about the HOF coach available who was willing to come to Sacramento, and after an almost inexorable period of waiting, we got him. But, in the interim, we were subjected to some of the worst basketball EVER seen in the Kings era. Not just bad, but "Holy crap, what's that smell" bad.
So, the savior coach appears and what happens? We win our first game. That should have been our wake-up call, our signal from the universe not to get too happy because he/she/it wasn't done with us.,
There is no joy in Mudville when the mighty Casey strikes out, and there's certainly no joy in Sacramento when Demarcus Cousins puts up an incredible 39/24 and the rest of the team cannot find a way to beat ... the freaking tanktastic 76ers.
I know things will get better. One bright spot? We're on game 65, which means we've only got 17 games of this madness left. I can only hope that our franchise player hasn't gone off the deep end and actually ripped a couple of his fellow Kings apart by the end of the season.
George Karl has a herculean task ahead of him, should he not come to his senses and rethink his whole contract vs. staying out of the game decision. He might even be able to get out of the contract on the basis of misrepresentation. The front office signed him to coach an NBA team - what he's seen thus far hasn't even remotely met that description.
I am not a happy camper. I am, however, for reasons known only to the universe, still a Kings fan - a somewhat disgusted Kings fan - and I still love this team.
It's the end of a long road trip. The Kings merely have to get out of DC alive and they get to come home where they have 5 games before another shorter road trip.
Being a Kings fan is definitely not for the faint of heart. But it is what it is.
Once, now and forever...GO KINGS!!!
I don't blame him. It's rarely been easy to be a Kings fan, but it seems like the universe is really messing with us. We saved our team and have a new arena rising in downtown, but at what cost?
We had a coach we liked but he apparently wasn't good enough, so we lost him. We begged, pleaded, cajoled, threatened, yelled and otherwise made our feelings known about the HOF coach available who was willing to come to Sacramento, and after an almost inexorable period of waiting, we got him. But, in the interim, we were subjected to some of the worst basketball EVER seen in the Kings era. Not just bad, but "Holy crap, what's that smell" bad.
So, the savior coach appears and what happens? We win our first game. That should have been our wake-up call, our signal from the universe not to get too happy because he/she/it wasn't done with us.,
There is no joy in Mudville when the mighty Casey strikes out, and there's certainly no joy in Sacramento when Demarcus Cousins puts up an incredible 39/24 and the rest of the team cannot find a way to beat ... the freaking tanktastic 76ers.
I know things will get better. One bright spot? We're on game 65, which means we've only got 17 games of this madness left. I can only hope that our franchise player hasn't gone off the deep end and actually ripped a couple of his fellow Kings apart by the end of the season.
George Karl has a herculean task ahead of him, should he not come to his senses and rethink his whole contract vs. staying out of the game decision. He might even be able to get out of the contract on the basis of misrepresentation. The front office signed him to coach an NBA team - what he's seen thus far hasn't even remotely met that description.
I am not a happy camper. I am, however, for reasons known only to the universe, still a Kings fan - a somewhat disgusted Kings fan - and I still love this team.
It's the end of a long road trip. The Kings merely have to get out of DC alive and they get to come home where they have 5 games before another shorter road trip.
Being a Kings fan is definitely not for the faint of heart. But it is what it is.
Once, now and forever...GO KINGS!!!
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