But what now?
It's important to savor the moment, but you can't rest on your laurels, because there is important and immediate work to be done. First of all, Northern California natives are going to have to ask someone what a "bell stand" is, because this is going to be a cornerstone for the new Sacramento Kings organization. An ownership group with means, a plan, and without mid-life crises. A new complex which will vivify a part of our city that is just aching to be, um, vivified.
Bell Stand Closet Coliseum! Even if that's somewhat unlikely, I recommend that a luxury hotel be built as part of the complex, complete with a standing reservation for any Maloof to stay in the bell stand closet, and even the opportunity to purchase up to two percent of the shares in the hotel. This will show how magnanimous and decent we Kings fans can be.
You will not bring cow bells to the new arena, you will bring cow bell stands, and instead of clanging bells, we will clang the titanic balls of everyone who made it possible for some "shit heel rest stop between LA and Seattle" to find its way out of the dark forest of Maloofery into (interesting, the browser did not spell check "Maloofery) the golden sunshine of nothing more than simple possibility. The possibility to be a player in free agency. The possibility to crack .500 in the win column. The possibility of making the playoffs, even if not immediately. An opportunity to talk about basketball, and basketball players, and asinine trade threads and the whole magnificent lot of completely unimportant-to-real-life joy that sports is meant to be. Basketball conversation about the Sacramento Kings will no longer come with the caveat, "Yeah, but that's all beside the point because..."
I'm ecstatic for what this will mean for my city, thrilled for the fans, and simply grateful that the name "Maloof" will start moving toward a point where it is as associated with the Sacramento Kings as it is with the Houston Rockets.