Take this team and shove it.
That should be the attitude of Kings fans across Sacramento.
And those sentiments should be directed toward the unholy trio of Gavin and Joe Maloof, and their mild-mannered butler Geoff Petrie.
There are no more excuses for this paltry and pathetic assemblage of talent. High draft picks, salary cap room, and a reported "genius" in the front office have landed the team in the cellar again.
It's embarassing. It's unacceptable. And nobody is screaming about it. Are the Maloofs raising holy hell? Are they holding Petrie accountable for this disaster? Or do they care anymore? Maybe they're just counting the days until the moving trucks arrive.
The Kings are a boarded-up bank repo. Once grand and now in awful disrepair.
It's a shame. The franchise with the most loyal fanbase in the NBA has put together an incredibly unlikeable team. Selfish, immature, seemingly incapable of arousing even a hint of teamwork.
The worst part? There's probably nothing that can be done. Petrie still thinks he's sitting on a gold mine of talent. There seems to be no pressure to make any big moves.
And the Maloofs, the league's former golden boys, just sit silently by, staring at their empty wallets, becoming increasing irrelevant with each passing minute.