We sold Dr. J to yield to territorial demands of the Knicks. Larry Brown left us to go coach Kansas mid-season. We selected Dennis Hopson in '87 over the likes of Pippen, Reggie, and KJ. "All Alone 33". Jayson Williams. Bruce Ratner. Every player Rod Thorn drafted between '02 and '09 sans Krstic and Lopez. The Mourning fiasco. The Migraine. 12 wins.
Somehow, I cannot think of a time I was more frustrated with and embarrassed by this franchise than right now. The 'Melo Drama has blatantly revealed the identity of our team, organization, ownership, and fanbase. Everything that is wrong with us has culminated in the past week or so. We're a team on the move, with an unfinished arena, and we're not even guaranteed a legitimate fanbase once the move is completed. We don't have the names to fill seats or sell jerseys. Everyone knows you can get Nets tickets for cents on the dollar.
Our ownership group has thus far failed to improve the team in anyway noticeable in the standings.As we're all aware, management is desperate get this deal done. We've submitted to every whim that Denver has had. We're willing to give it all up, because everyone from the coach to management to the marketing team to ownership knows this franchise will continue to struggle without a star. Our team has been playing like they are waiting for something to happen. I don't blame them, but the very product that is trying to be salvaged is being destroyed by this trade.
The team I fell in love with early this decade is long gone. I've accepted that. No longer are we a tough, defensive-minded squad. No longer are we a dominant franchise where players are committed to winning championships. No longer are we "the little engine that could" from the "other" side of the river. Heck, in two years we might not even be the Nets any more. It's been a long, hard fall, a downward spiral which is now getting out of control. Frankly, I'm embarrassed.