Bricklayer
Don't Make Me Use The Bat
There are no words really. Maybe numbers will do: 106-58!!!
Holy crap.
I anticipated a blowout, was going to do 10 Best Kings PFs of all time as a theme. Did not anticipate an utter humiliation. Best PFs may not quite be sufficient as aspirin for this type of thing. So I ahve decided to change things up, and it was either more pretty girls, which will be coming here soon with another blowout or two, or something even more appropriate to the occasion: Things That Have Really Sucked In Kings History
Cisco ( F ) -- off to a terrible start, brick, brick, bricking his way to a 1-7 first quarter. Nothing at all in the second quarter, and was struggling mightily to stay in front of Allen, who finsihed with a cool 7-8 shooting night. Shut it down after half with the calf, or maybe jsut a bruised ego. In any case was of absolutely no help out there on either end of the court. 2pts 0rebs 0ast and lit up = F time.
1) Webb Blows Out His Knee -- it was the 2003 playoffs, and that team, not the 01-02 team of legend, was the most talented team ever to put on a Sacramento uniform. Favored to win the title, finally healthy after a season long battle with injuries, 10 deep (actually 12 deep -- 12th man = Gerald Wallace!) and with one of the best offenses AND best defenses in the league, it was right there. And then disaster struck. The one thing that you could not have happen, happened. There will be a lot of sucky things in this theme, but most of them were bad times during bad years. Blips on an already sucky radar. But I've tagged this one before as the game changer -- the one that turned everything for our franchise. This was the Lancelot and Guinevere moment in our Camelot, and we've never recovered.
Moore ( C- ) -- yes you saw that right, Mikki back as a starter. Natt, you're useless. May your Christmas tree light on fire and scorch the NBA Coaching For Dummes book Reggie gave you for the holiday. Yet ironically, or not, may have been the best King on the floor in the first half, which is saying nothing. But got a couple of points and actually mopped up on the glass. Once agin did nothing at all after half, and got burned on back to back alley oops to Garnett towards the end of the third as the Celtcis pumped the lead up to FORTY. Oh yes, and Natt's likely excuse that he needed and experienced vet to defend Garnett? KG goes for 21 and 11, on 10-11 shooting, in 23 minutes. You have to be kidding me.
2) Robert Horry's Three -- Do I even need to describe one of the most famous shots in NBA history? Look at us now, and realize that in two pictures I may have just summed up how we went from two-time defending NBA champs to a team that's been spiraling for half a decade.
Miller ( F ) -- was squeezed and smothered and had absolutely no answers before half, getting badly outperformed by undersized Kendrick Perkins. Started to get chippy after half, which I suppose in this one would have to be about as close as anybody on our side came to a competitive response. Per usual, it was big tough Brad deciding to pick on a little guard in response with a hard screen. This time noted tough guy Ray Allen. Nothing huge, but may (or may not) have resulted in retaliation from KG a few plays later when he got his arm up around Brad's neck in the post (might have jsut been fighting for position, but knowing the C's and KG doubt they let the Allen thing go unanswered). The ridiculous thing was, KG gets called for the foul, which was the right call, and then for some unknown reason BRAD goes off and gets himself a technical in response. Uh, Brad, the call went your way. You can quit whining anytime now.
3) Drafting Joe Kleine -- A little bit (ok large bit) of suck before the Kings had even played their first game in Sacramento. Already we were in the lottery -- actually the very first lottery -- and we kicked off our terible draft decisions in grand style, taking this lumbering 7 foot farmboy over some little twerp by the name of Karl Malone. Actually not just Malone -- drafted after we took Big Joe at #7 were Chris Mullin, Detlef Shrempf, Charles Oakley, Karl Malone, Joe Dumars, A.C. Green, and Terry Porter.
Salmons ( D- ) -- got his points with no discernible impact in the first half. Most of them at the line, and just getting a pair here, a pair there. No runs and not mattering in the least as the Celtics put us to bed by half. Pierce had a poor shooting night but it wasn't because of anything John was doing back the other way, and Pierce actually overpowered John whenever he needed to to still get his points at the line. After half just pretty much quit. No other way to put it. No effort as we went from embarrassing blowut to complete extermination. No numbers of any kind. And with all of the ick, still managed to be our leading scorer, and only player in double figures (yes, you read that right) with 11 points. On 2-9 shooting. 1reb 0ast 2TOs...that was our star tonight. So in honor of the star power, I'm going to bump him up a half grade from the one he so richly deserves.
4) Drafting Pervis Ellison #1 -- And see, this same picture reemerges again for the second time this month. One of the reasoins the bad ole days remained bad for so long (just one, there were many) was because our homecourt advantage actually messed us up -- we were a terrible team, but we won games at Arco just because of the incredible fan support, no matter our terribleness. Never enough to matter of course, but always just enough to have us drafting #6 or #7 every year. The pattern was finally broken when we got lucky and nabbed the #1 pick in the '89 draft...and it turned out to be a draft much like the one that seems to be coming up now. Hakeem was a #1, Shaq, Webber, Duncan, Robinson...and the best we could come up with was Pervis Ellison, who lasted all of one season for us. Actually we could have done a little better -- both Glen Rice and Sean Elliot were picked in the top 6 as well, but there were no HOFers there (the other three top 6 guys were Danny Ferry, J.R. Reid and Stacy King (who I am embarrassed to say would have been my pick at the time). But it was still a terrible draft, and our timing turned out to be awful. And its the gift that keeps on giving too, as that disaster has been revived in recent years as an excuse by a whole new generation of neophytes for not even taking a shot at a high pick.
Holy crap.
I anticipated a blowout, was going to do 10 Best Kings PFs of all time as a theme. Did not anticipate an utter humiliation. Best PFs may not quite be sufficient as aspirin for this type of thing. So I ahve decided to change things up, and it was either more pretty girls, which will be coming here soon with another blowout or two, or something even more appropriate to the occasion: Things That Have Really Sucked In Kings History
Cisco ( F ) -- off to a terrible start, brick, brick, bricking his way to a 1-7 first quarter. Nothing at all in the second quarter, and was struggling mightily to stay in front of Allen, who finsihed with a cool 7-8 shooting night. Shut it down after half with the calf, or maybe jsut a bruised ego. In any case was of absolutely no help out there on either end of the court. 2pts 0rebs 0ast and lit up = F time.

1) Webb Blows Out His Knee -- it was the 2003 playoffs, and that team, not the 01-02 team of legend, was the most talented team ever to put on a Sacramento uniform. Favored to win the title, finally healthy after a season long battle with injuries, 10 deep (actually 12 deep -- 12th man = Gerald Wallace!) and with one of the best offenses AND best defenses in the league, it was right there. And then disaster struck. The one thing that you could not have happen, happened. There will be a lot of sucky things in this theme, but most of them were bad times during bad years. Blips on an already sucky radar. But I've tagged this one before as the game changer -- the one that turned everything for our franchise. This was the Lancelot and Guinevere moment in our Camelot, and we've never recovered.
Moore ( C- ) -- yes you saw that right, Mikki back as a starter. Natt, you're useless. May your Christmas tree light on fire and scorch the NBA Coaching For Dummes book Reggie gave you for the holiday. Yet ironically, or not, may have been the best King on the floor in the first half, which is saying nothing. But got a couple of points and actually mopped up on the glass. Once agin did nothing at all after half, and got burned on back to back alley oops to Garnett towards the end of the third as the Celtcis pumped the lead up to FORTY. Oh yes, and Natt's likely excuse that he needed and experienced vet to defend Garnett? KG goes for 21 and 11, on 10-11 shooting, in 23 minutes. You have to be kidding me.

2) Robert Horry's Three -- Do I even need to describe one of the most famous shots in NBA history? Look at us now, and realize that in two pictures I may have just summed up how we went from two-time defending NBA champs to a team that's been spiraling for half a decade.
Miller ( F ) -- was squeezed and smothered and had absolutely no answers before half, getting badly outperformed by undersized Kendrick Perkins. Started to get chippy after half, which I suppose in this one would have to be about as close as anybody on our side came to a competitive response. Per usual, it was big tough Brad deciding to pick on a little guard in response with a hard screen. This time noted tough guy Ray Allen. Nothing huge, but may (or may not) have resulted in retaliation from KG a few plays later when he got his arm up around Brad's neck in the post (might have jsut been fighting for position, but knowing the C's and KG doubt they let the Allen thing go unanswered). The ridiculous thing was, KG gets called for the foul, which was the right call, and then for some unknown reason BRAD goes off and gets himself a technical in response. Uh, Brad, the call went your way. You can quit whining anytime now.

3) Drafting Joe Kleine -- A little bit (ok large bit) of suck before the Kings had even played their first game in Sacramento. Already we were in the lottery -- actually the very first lottery -- and we kicked off our terible draft decisions in grand style, taking this lumbering 7 foot farmboy over some little twerp by the name of Karl Malone. Actually not just Malone -- drafted after we took Big Joe at #7 were Chris Mullin, Detlef Shrempf, Charles Oakley, Karl Malone, Joe Dumars, A.C. Green, and Terry Porter.
Salmons ( D- ) -- got his points with no discernible impact in the first half. Most of them at the line, and just getting a pair here, a pair there. No runs and not mattering in the least as the Celtics put us to bed by half. Pierce had a poor shooting night but it wasn't because of anything John was doing back the other way, and Pierce actually overpowered John whenever he needed to to still get his points at the line. After half just pretty much quit. No other way to put it. No effort as we went from embarrassing blowut to complete extermination. No numbers of any kind. And with all of the ick, still managed to be our leading scorer, and only player in double figures (yes, you read that right) with 11 points. On 2-9 shooting. 1reb 0ast 2TOs...that was our star tonight. So in honor of the star power, I'm going to bump him up a half grade from the one he so richly deserves.

4) Drafting Pervis Ellison #1 -- And see, this same picture reemerges again for the second time this month. One of the reasoins the bad ole days remained bad for so long (just one, there were many) was because our homecourt advantage actually messed us up -- we were a terrible team, but we won games at Arco just because of the incredible fan support, no matter our terribleness. Never enough to matter of course, but always just enough to have us drafting #6 or #7 every year. The pattern was finally broken when we got lucky and nabbed the #1 pick in the '89 draft...and it turned out to be a draft much like the one that seems to be coming up now. Hakeem was a #1, Shaq, Webber, Duncan, Robinson...and the best we could come up with was Pervis Ellison, who lasted all of one season for us. Actually we could have done a little better -- both Glen Rice and Sean Elliot were picked in the top 6 as well, but there were no HOFers there (the other three top 6 guys were Danny Ferry, J.R. Reid and Stacy King (who I am embarrassed to say would have been my pick at the time). But it was still a terrible draft, and our timing turned out to be awful. And its the gift that keeps on giving too, as that disaster has been revived in recent years as an excuse by a whole new generation of neophytes for not even taking a shot at a high pick.
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