If you'll take a look at my profile here, you'll see that I have only posted one fan post, and one comment, responding to another user's comment on aforementioned lone fanpost. But you'll also see that I have only joined one blog: Sactown Royalty.
I never post here, but I have been spending most of my time here for at least year. I maintain this constant contact with particular site even at work. (Smart phones FTW) I read everything on this site.
I love the sport of basketball. I love the city I come from, and I love the SACRAMENTO Kings.
For me, this year has been about loss. It's never easy, it's never painless, and it will always find a way, to find you. But I knew it would be about loss. I knew the Kings were going to lose A LOT of games. I knew I was going to lose my best friend to the state of Michigan. (Not permanent, but I still struggle with it.) Even when writing this, I know, that weather it be next year, or in ten years, I am most likely going to lose my step father to cancer. And I know that it is an enormous possibility that I will lose my team to Anaheim. And somehow, just through knowing, it's made this past year with my best friend, my step father, and my one and only team that much more special. It sort of teaches you the value of here and now. It teaches you the value of the time you've been given.
Having said all that, I am extremely proud of all of you have given so much effort and have shown so much pride, and poise and faith in this god-awful mess. When ordained with knowledge that something precious to you, not just as individuals, but as a city and a community, you people chose to stand up a fight. You chose to not go quietly into that good night. You chose to reject it. You chose to be heard. You chose to at the very least be heard, and make sure nobody takes our team without some emotional bumps and bruises and scars and gashes.
I've never believed in politics. I've never believed in protest. I've never believed that these things could ever make a difference, and while the "Here We Stay" movement may not make a difference at the end of the day, it's taught me the importance of protest. It's taught the importance of civic pride. I am so very, very proud of all you who have not only fought for what is ours, but have dared to dream of making our city the city we all deserve to hail from.
I live in Los Angeles now. Technically Burbank, but who cares? I've been down here for five years now, chasing down dreams of my own. But I don't forget where I come from. I have never wanted to be back home more than in these last few months. I so desperately wanted to be involved in what all of you were doing. I couldn't find the time. I couldn't find the energy to do it from down here, and I say that with a great deal of shame. My only regret about this whole debacle is that I didn't do more. I pray that I have not let you down. I pray that I have not let my city down. When people ask me where I'm from, I say "Sacramento." When they grimace, or laugh and ask me "What's so great about Sacramento? What makes Sacramento so great?" Do you know what I tell them? "The people." And that's true for any city.
I hope those of you who fought for our Kings, and have fought for our city remember that. I hope you realize now that whatever happens to the Kings, that whatever the rest of the state or the country wants to say about where we come from and where we live, that it is up to us. It is up to us to continue this movement to make our city great. It is up to us to grow our city and it up to us to represent our city with great pride and admiration, if not for our professional sports teams or local political leaders, than at the very least, each other.
Mickey Mouse blows. Taylor/ICON FTW. Go Kings. Sactown Royalty For Life.