Last night, my emotions were similar to the night when Reggie pummeled the Dodgers in ’78, the Lakers fell to the Pistons in the ’89 Finals or when Bush was re-elected. A big giant “no, this cannot be.” The Anaheim Ducks win the Stanley Cup.
The worst night in Los Angeles Kings history.
The very first post on letsgokings.com pretty much said it all… they will always have this on us.
Folks at the office here in Vegas couldn’t understand my sorrow, but they did as soon as I took advantage of the fact that many of them are East Coasters. I told the Yankee fans to imaging the Red Sox wining the World Series, and the Sox fans to picture another title for the Bronx Bombers.
They got it pretty quick.
That said, the Kings management deserves this. When Staples was built, they promised it would provide that big financial boost that would thrust the team right into Lord Stanley’s Cup. Yet it seems the team has been worse off on Figueroa than they were across from Hollywood Park.
I can go on and on about the ineptitude like firing coaches like Robinson and Murray who went on to take other teams to greatness, letting fan favorites go only to bring them back after they’re past their prime, and how they have a small-market philosophy when it comes to building a team.
They’ve taken for granted that they don’t need to put a quality product out there because of the loyalty of Kings fans – unquestionably the most loyal among the L.A. sports teams.
They can’t anymore. Ducks will have a championship banner now after 14 years, and after more than 40 years they still don’t.
It just takes a ride up the 5 for L.A. fans to see a team that’s serious about winning. That said, the chance of my ever cheering for the Ducks is about the same as my cheering on higher gas prices.
On the other hand, news here in Vegas this morning is that the NHL is about to award an expansion franchise to our fine Valley. A brilliant move since locals here are just salivating for a pro team.
I wonder where my loyalties will be at that point?