Garbage Time is nigh

I don't know if anyone is still looking at this site but if you are let it be known: he's baaaaaaack! But I'll be posting on tumblr instead. Direct your browser to:

 

http://garbagetimeghost.tumblr.com

... for bangin' NBA art jams.

Your ghost with the most,
Garbage Time Josh

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Get your hands off our lion!

I don't really need to explain why I hate the specter of the Kings — a team with a loyal following in a one-team town — being dragged off in the night for dubious installation in Anaheim. Here: Tom Ziller presents 19 excellent, lucid reasons why the Kings should not relocate to Anaheim. Go read that.

And what about the reasons for this relocation? They suck!

Of course, us dizzy, foam-fingers-for-brains fans must constantly be reminded that the NBA is a business. It's about profit. It's about moving units. Fine, but business decisions can be short-sighted and rash. It's the sort of decision that's easier to make when your (young, talented, oozing with potential) team is losing lots of games. But if you think that Seattle wouldn't be showing up three seasons later to see Durant, Westbrook and co. rack up 40 wins and counting, well, I've got a truck full of crappy plastic bracelets that might help your balance.

If you want to re-post or use this image, you have my permission. Download a high-resolution PDF here. Let's apply pressure where we can. NBA owners have to vote to approve this move. Let's convince them it's a bad idea! Kings fans have been doing good work at Here We Stay, selling out one game and aiming to do it again on April 11. Sactown Royalty covers all the latest action.

I don't know how much impact fans can have in a situation like this, but the people in power have to know that this relocation would mean losing an entire fan-base (customers) in a market that's been historically good for the NBA.

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General managers gone wild

I hope that your trade deadline hangover is receding. Always a doozy.

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That one guy and the men in purple

Here we are at the trade deadline, and rather than comment on that frothy mess I chose to watch Kings at Heat — a game that mattered little and was enjoyed less. I was geared to do a more in-depth breakdown but the Heat lay such a quick, steady beating on the Evansless, Landryless Kings that I had to get my kicks with this single, silly image.

So, OK, the Kings aren't able to hang with LeByawn James. Fine. But let's not sentence them to Anaheim. If you're a good person, please have a look at the Here We Stay actions over at Sactown Royalty.

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No cure for Mamba Mouth

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See you down at Lamprey Chunks

Sorry to be so apocalyptic about this but selling your arena name to a snake oil merchant is the kind of thing you do right before you sell the office furniture.

I was in grade school in Sacramento when the Kings moved there. Reggie Theus came to our junior high to tell us not to do drugs. Why, Reggie? So that we could one day grow up to hand our meager paychecks over to an embarrassing corporate sponsor for Thneeds we don't needs? Reggie???

Hopefully the sun will come out tomorrow for the Kings, but it's starting to feel like each glimmer of hope is accompanied by two subsequent kicks to the crotch.

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Quite possibly the world's smallest painting of LeBron James

I have to qualify it since I haven't done any research at all, and one could certainly go smaller, but I may have just created the world's smallest painting of LeBron James. Witness:



Ink and watercolor on illustration board. Here's what it looks like hanging over the mantel:



Happy new year everyone.

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