Sherman Alexie and His Sonics' Lament
It's been almost two years since we've known the
Sonics were headed to Oklahoma City. This is not the case of a sports franchise being packed up and shipped by Mayflower moving trucks under the cover of darkness, a la the Baltimore Colts.
As crass, cavalier or short-sighted as it may sound, I don't think I'm going to miss the Seattle Sonics. What I am going to miss, however, is
Sherman Alexie's long goodbye to Seattle's ill-fated NBA franchise.

This "literary" fan's lament has been chronicled in
The Stranger, where Alexie -- the highly acclaimed and decorated Seattle-based writer -- has been posting updates on the slow, agonizing demise of the Supes in something he calls
Sonics Death Watch, like the following from March 12:
"I want to break into REI and tear down the climbing wall. Or dig deep ditches every 10 feet along the Burke-Gilman Trail. Or fill all the golf holes with cement. Or pretend I have biblical powers and fill Safeco Field and Qwest Field with poisonous frogs and carnivorous locusts. ...I want to take away their sports because mine is being taken from me."
Wow. I am a fan of Alexie's writing, particularly his poetry, and an even bigger fan of the cult of personality he rightfully inspires. The famous son of the Palouse, who grew up on the Spokane Indian Reservation, has professed his love of basketball with the kind of drama normally reserved for Academy Award-winning performances. If this is the unabashed heartache of a basketball fan, Alexie has proved his heart is more battered than a schoolyard basketball.