FRACASO!

Holy sh*t! What a game, what a series... I'm choked up that it's over. I held out hope for a game 7, but this evening's theatrics were the next best thing. Ho-ly sh*t. Arenas's three to tie the game was a brilliant clutch play made from nowheresville in the deep backcourt. That alone would have made his playoff reputation. In the ensuing overtime, with Washington ahead by one point and in possession of the ball, he was put on the line with 14 seconds left -- and the two free throws he missed will for the moment taint that playoff reputation.

I feel for teh guy; it seems, weirdly, that even LeBron felt for him after the first miss (unless the words he shared with him at the foul line were words of discouragement, although that would seem crazily unsportsmanlike). Anyway, as we all by now know, he missed teh second as well. Down by one point with 14 seconds on the clock, the Cavs turn in the clutch to, of all people, Damon Jones, who hadn't played at all in the game (to say nothing of the series), and who now hits the longest two pointer possible and swishes it like he was the "greatest shooter of all time."

oh the irony. Cavs advance for the first time since 1993. (Needless to say, they will be summarily dealt with by Detroit.) I will shed a tear for the best first round series of 2006 (barring some wild PHX-LAL action).

MCA