Your long national nightmare is finally over. The city won. The carpetbaggers lost. And now you can clear your head and start dreaming.
You can dream about an ownership that aspires to NBA titles and not to bargain-basement personnel moves.
You can dream about a team that will be able to compete in the free-agent market.
You can dream about an arena in the center of a vibrant city center, a place where you'll want to go long before a game and stay long after.
You can dream about player stats instead of binding sale agreements.
You can dream about Travis Outlaw (okay, maybe that's going too far). But you can dream about DeMarcus Cousins being coached by a top-notch thinker and motivator.
You can dream about a city that thinks big and takes risks because that's what world-class cities do, despite the knee-jerk blowback of doomsayers. Yes, folks, the city will be a better place for having pro basketball and a new arena.
Sleep well, Kings fans. Because even though the big, bad Maloofs may want to cause more trouble before they exit stage left, the future finally has a clear and wonderful path.