June 19, 2012
by Jay Caspian Kang
You are a die-hard Seattle SuperSonics fan, the type who calls into 950 KJR to remind everyone about the time you watched Jack Sikma suit up for the first time in the green and gold. You attended every Save Our Sonics rally, wrote letters to Governor Christine Gregoire, and sent tithes to any effort designed to stop Clay Bennett and Aubrey McClendon from dragging your beloved team to Oklahoma City. Your twin sons are named Gary and Shawn. For the past four seasons, you've howled with rage as Kevin Durant — your Kevin Durant — has blossomed into the league's most likable superstar. It's the details that won't allow you to move on — you obsess daily over the leaked e-mails, the dismissive comments from David Stern, the carelessness of Starbucks tycoon and former owner Howard Schultz. Forty-one years of community-supported history were taken away by powerful men who did exactly what powerful men do. Just when things look their bleakest and the years of protest have slowed down into the stuff of drunken eulogy, a homegrown hedge-fund manager sweeps in and proposes an arena plan that could placate even the city's WTO-protesting anarchists who frown at "sport" and scream, "What about the children?" This arena, supported by the mayor and some of the Pacific Northwest's most prominent businessmen, could be ready as early as 2017.
So here's the sticky question: With lust in your eyes, do you look 750 miles down I-5 at Sacramento and think, Who are they to have a team?
Performing "A Winter's Tale" and "Twelfth Night"
Today's Photo:
My favorite part of game 4:
My brother spotted these guys right after the opening tip off.
They were behind the OKC bench the whole game.
Probably swayed the series.
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