... I ain't gonna read 239 posts to ensure lack of redundancy. So I apologize in advance.
Point 1: Reggie Theus's experience as a player happened so long ago that it barely even counts. I barely even view this as "ex-player becomes coach." His playing days are so long ago, he might as well be a former postal worker, as far as I'm concerned.
Point 2: College coaches very, very rarely do well in the pros. I'm scratching my head, trying to think who the last one was. Larry Brown is as close as I can come, and he is the wrong coach for a rebuilding team.
Point 3: "Rebuilding team" may be the key operative here. They got Reggie for 3 years, $6 million, which has to be as close to zero dollars as the Maloofs were going to get. This is a cheap, cheap, CHEAP deal. Wow. Scarily cheap. This is one guy offering a new transmission for $4,000, and another guy offering one for $1,000. Would you get the $1,000 deal if it was your car? I mean, given that you know exactly how much a transmission costs. I bet you wouldn't.
I wish Reggie well; I honestly do. But let's take this for what it is: A cheap gamble to coach a team the owners are just about 100% certain will stink for at least 2 years. My transmission parallel is appropriate... Maybe you DON'T put in the $4,000 transmission if you are certain the car only has 20,000 miles (tops) left in it; that certainly describes the condition of some of the Kings players, does it not?
So there you have it: This is probably a concession speech, but the Maloofs are asking themselves, "What if we're wrong, and this old lady of a car is still with us in 80,000 miles? That $1,000 investment will surely look great then, won't it? And if it dies in 20,000 miles, as expected, well, we didn't overpay, did we?"
Look at the chart in today's Bee that gives the winning percentages of Kings' coaches since the team came to Sac. Wow. Best winning percentage outside of Adelman was .402. Holy mackerel. People are talking about this franchise's status as though it has a long tradition, but it was just one coach. Every other coach stank!
(From a Schadenfreude POV, Bill Russell was my favorite. That was excellent. Followed closely by Dick Motta.)