Jenni Carlson, of the Oklahoman opined that Oklahoma City should "Pop the corks and celebrate!"

I took great offense, and wrote maybe the angriest email I've ever written.

Ms. Carlson,

I don't know who you are.  I don't know your writing, for I'd never read it until now.  I don't know what you stand for.  For all I know, you might be a very nice and a very well-meaning individual.  But, based on your column today, it's hard to believe that you're anything but scum.  So, you'll fit in nicely at the owner's box with Clay Bennett.

In your column, today, you wrote the following:

"The frustration is over."

Whose?  The Seattleites who cheered on this team for 42 years.  The millions of fans that poured their energy and their love out for a team that they truly cherished.  The same people who used their tax dollars to build an arena, then renovate it shortly thereafter, only to have that renovation become completely devalued 12 years later.  The same people who filled Key Arena 87% full in a completely lame duck season that featured only the joy of watching Kevin Durant mature.  The same people who watched a man buy their team, tell them he'd do one thing, and then turn around and do another.  No, Jenni, you're entirely wrong.  The frustration is just beginning.

You also wrote:

"Seattle keeps the team's name, colors and history."

Thanks.  Spencer Haywood's retired jersey will look awfully nice hanging from the Space Needle, which, by the way, is privately owned, and not used by many Washington taxpayers.  For another $75M and a really good hacksaw, this could be bought too.  Though, the base of it probably needs some renovation, which makes it the perfect candidate for a move.

And then, you had the gall to write:

"At times these past few months, it felt like we were stuck in purgatory. Either that, or the longest coaching search ever. We knew there eventually would be resolution, but there were times when a decision seemed far away."

Newsflash -- for the last few years, the city of Seattle has been not in purgatory, but in actual hell.  Kids who have grown up being Sonics fans have had their hearts pulled on, and twisted, and undervalued, and finally torn out.  Now you come right out and tell us that you guys down in OKC have had it rough?  Oh, I'm sorry.  Have you ever lost a professional sports team?  Didn't think so.  Let me know how it feels, when, in 20 years, after failing to fill whatever stadium Bennett builds, and then asks the city for hundreds of millions to renovate every three and a half years, the team packs its tent and moves again.  Seriously, for the longest time, people in Seattle have dreaded this day.  Inevitably, it had to come, because a lying, two-faced, arrogant prick named Clay Bennett used the same money that came out of our pockets when we bought his deliciously overpriced gasoline, to purchase the team that so many Seattleites deeply cared for.  Sooner than you could pop the cork from your champagne bottle, Bennett announced he'd move the team and strip the fans, who had devoted a good chunk of their lives, of something that, to them, meant an inconceivable amount.  Ever since, Seattle residents, Supersonics fans and loyalists have waited for this day like you wait for a missed period.

Sure, you're happy, and that's fine, I realize that.  You got yourself an NBA team.  Congratulations.  Go to the games.  Buy stuff.  Cheer.  But don't you think that fans of the now former Seattle Supersonics deserve something a wee bit more than to watch some reporter from a newspaper in OKC announce that there's a huge cocktail party celebrating that which has torn something from our insides that we'll never truly get back.

In the meantime, we'll keep watching the Seattle Mariners, arguably the worst team and the worst managed franchise in baseball.  Enjoy the Supersonics, I mean, whoops, whatever the hell you choose to name your newfound team.

Next time you witness someone lose something so precious to them and have it benefit you in the process, maybe you could do one (or both) of the following two things (for example a husband losing his wife of 42 years that happened to leave you a couple million dollars):

1) Give them something like 24 hours to grieve.  Is that asking too much?

2) Not trivialize their loss.  What, you mean OKC getting a team mean's someone else lost one?  No, that's not possible.

I'll never again read anything you write, unless you make it big, which, I suppose will never happen, given that nobody from Oklahoma ever does.  So, do what you want.  Be a malicious fool just as long as you feel like it.  I'd be willing to bet that I get over losing the Supersonics before you wise up to your ignorance.

Enjoy the new team.  May someone never snap it up from you as was just done on your behalf.

Cordially,