You deserve better. Yes, you. The rare, curious creature known as the New Orleans Pelicans fan. The person who reads columns like this, buys tickets and watches games on television. You have been vastly underserved by this franchise for most of the past 10 years. The combination of short-term thinking, meshed with low expectations, may have lulled you to believe this is somehow an acceptable NBA circumstance. It is not. And a 27-hour debacle last weekend in the Smoothie King Center crystallized that concept. Consecutive losses to the scuffling Dallas Mavericks and New York Knicks illustrated the Pelicans’ predicament. They are a win-now team who isn’t winning right now. To be fair, New Orleans is still 18-18 and there’s enough time and top-end talent in place (Anthony Davis, DeMarcus Cousins, Jrue Holiday), inside the muddled Western Conference standing, to vault the Pelicans into a decent playoff spot by season’s end. But, based on the evidence provided, it’s hard to believe this team is capable of generating the sustained success required to propel them into a position better than the No. 7 or No. 8 seed in the West, eliciting a likely first-round exit. That’s not really the point, though. The underlying cynicism is accepting whether a middling team, who hovers near .500 and gets soundly booted from the first round, should be considered good enough. It’s not. This team isn’t selling a budding youth movement. Or a process. Or a brand of basketball. It’s selling the now. It’s pitching two All-NBA players, in their primes, paired together in an attempt to save one another from being the league’s best players devoid of meaningful games.