There’s something about missing 13-straight postseason berths that puts things into perspective.
The Kings are only five games into a season that almost everyone was looking forward to, but the team already looks lost, unaware, uninterested, unhinged, and unbelievably underwhelmed to be out on the basketball court.
Every year it’s a brand new scapegoat. It’s Eric Musselman’s fault, the Maloofs’ fault, and Geoff Petrie’s fault. It’s Ron Artest’s fault, Luther Head’s fault, and George Hill’s fault. The team is distracted by its relocation rumors and it’s once again distracted by the sequel.