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It was the Summer of 1998. Michael Jordan had just retired (again) from basketball, and from playing for the Chicago Bulls. I had no choice. I had to become 100% committed to my home team. How perfect was the timing? Too perfect, some argued at that time. And some still argue even today.
ARCO Arena
ARCO Thunder
The 6th Man
The Cowbell
The Greatest Show on Court
The Bench Mob
Big Mike (Bonus points if anyone gets this reference)
The Princeton Offense
Run into any Sacramento Kings fan alive and well during those years, and the above words will be way too familiar (Well, at least most of them should).
That team was fun. That team was fast. That team was great. That team was SACRAMENTO. They were the city. No, I'm serious. THEY WERE SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA!!! Drive 5 miles from your residence, and you were pretty much guaranteed to see a Kings banner. Or a Kings sign. Or a Kings flag. They were everywhere, folks! The Kings weren't just a team. They weren't just another "event" to go out and watch in Sacramento. The Kings were THE culture. They were the heartbeat.
The Kings gave us hope. Hope that, one day, Sacramento will host a championship parade. And, boy were we close. What was ours to win became someone else's to take away from us. That hurt back then, still hurts today, and will forever hurt until the day I die. Yes, even if we figure things out and reach the promise land in that time.
The years since have been tough. What started off as a steady decline has now turned into a struggle to get back to relevancy. A lot of what has driven the direction of this team has been questionable at best. A lot of what currently drives this team has been questionable at best. A lot of what will continue to drive this team will be questionable at best.
I'll admit. I liked our previous owners. When we were good. When they were fully invested in this team. And then, it started to become clear. Something had to be changed. They weren't acting in the best interest of the team, or the city. They were only looking out for themselves.
They lied to us. They went behind our backs. They tried to stab us. We fought. We battled. We clawed. Because our only option was to win. Or, to put it more accurately, to not let them win. We wanted OUR team more than they wanted THEIR paycheck.
In came the new ownership. Like myself, Vivek is an Indian. So, the day he purchased the team was a day I reflect on and can admittedly say that I was happy. And proud. He has made a lot of questionable decisions as an owner. Some which have left me scratching my head. And wondering if we will ever see any basketball past game 82 of the regular season.
Decisions that have recently led me to ask myself...
Why am I (still) a Kings fan?
I'll tell you why...
Because the KINGS are MY TEAM. And no one's ever gonna come in and take that away from me. If anyone dares to try, they won't have a happy ending
ARCO Arena
ARCO Thunder
The 6th Man
The Cowbell
The Greatest Show on Court
The Bench Mob
Big Mike (Bonus points if anyone gets this reference)
The Princeton Offense
Run into any Sacramento Kings fan alive and well during those years, and the above words will be way too familiar (Well, at least most of them should).
That team was fun. That team was fast. That team was great. That team was SACRAMENTO. They were the city. No, I'm serious. THEY WERE SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA!!! Drive 5 miles from your residence, and you were pretty much guaranteed to see a Kings banner. Or a Kings sign. Or a Kings flag. They were everywhere, folks! The Kings weren't just a team. They weren't just another "event" to go out and watch in Sacramento. The Kings were THE culture. They were the heartbeat.
The Kings gave us hope. Hope that, one day, Sacramento will host a championship parade. And, boy were we close. What was ours to win became someone else's to take away from us. That hurt back then, still hurts today, and will forever hurt until the day I die. Yes, even if we figure things out and reach the promise land in that time.
The years since have been tough. What started off as a steady decline has now turned into a struggle to get back to relevancy. A lot of what has driven the direction of this team has been questionable at best. A lot of what currently drives this team has been questionable at best. A lot of what will continue to drive this team will be questionable at best.
I'll admit. I liked our previous owners. When we were good. When they were fully invested in this team. And then, it started to become clear. Something had to be changed. They weren't acting in the best interest of the team, or the city. They were only looking out for themselves.
They lied to us. They went behind our backs. They tried to stab us. We fought. We battled. We clawed. Because our only option was to win. Or, to put it more accurately, to not let them win. We wanted OUR team more than they wanted THEIR paycheck.
In came the new ownership. Like myself, Vivek is an Indian. So, the day he purchased the team was a day I reflect on and can admittedly say that I was happy. And proud. He has made a lot of questionable decisions as an owner. Some which have left me scratching my head. And wondering if we will ever see any basketball past game 82 of the regular season.
Decisions that have recently led me to ask myself...
Why am I (still) a Kings fan?
I'll tell you why...
Because the KINGS are MY TEAM. And no one's ever gonna come in and take that away from me. If anyone dares to try, they won't have a happy ending
