Enough niceties; time to get Sonics here, play ball

Look, I'm all in favor of the Oklahoma City Whatchamacallits.

The soon-to-be-former Seattle SuperSonics are moving here any year now, and I'm all for it.

But all the negotiating, stonewalling, manipulating, bickering and e-mailing have grown tiresome.

NBA commissioner David Stern loves Oklahoma City. We know this because he tells us every 15-20 minutes or so, which is a nice ego boost.

Next week, the league's board of governors is expected to approve OKC as a relocation destination. That, too, is nice.

Enough of the niceties. We want action.

Sonics owners and the city of Seattle need to join hands, reach an accord, sing "Kumbaya” and get on with their respective lives so we can get on with ours.

Get some hammers and nails, start renovating the Ford Center, come up with a mascot (I think I like "Barons,” but can be talked out of it), pick out some team colors and let's play hoop.

ASAP.

Why the rush?

Because we miss our Hornets. We need something to fill the void.

OK, they weren't really "our” Hornets.

Michael Thompson, the director of corporate communications and the public address announcer during games, was kind enough to bequeath the displaced team from New Orleans as "your hometown Hornets” while screaming his pre-game introductions.

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