What a game. While at first glance it might seems like a run in the mill heart wrenching double overtime loss on a last second Joe Johnson jumper. But it takes an in-depth examination of the entire game to figure out exactly how soul-crushing this game was. A first quarter start to give your team a 10 point lead that slowly gets eroded throughout the entire game? Check. Blowing an eight point lead with about two minutes left in the first overtime? Check. And buzzer beaters by Wizards players to make you think this time might be different? Double Check.
I want to be clear, however, that this gut wrenching loss is better than the alternative. I saw a lot of people on twitter saying this loss was one of the worst of the season. I completely disagree. Usually, I prepare for these games by blocking out all emotion involved with the Wizards to get ready for the inevitable loss. It’s basically an emotional painkiller. But in this overtime loss, like the others, I became more and more attached to the tragically flawed cast of characters that took the floor. I cheered at Jordan Crawford’s ridiculous circus shots that kept us in the game through the fourth quarter and groaned at his turnovers. I watched in amazement in Nene workman-like performance, especially in the first quarter, and despaired when he fouled out. And most of all I watched with my mouth agape as Bradley Beal hit a three pointer to send the game into a second overtime just when all hope seemed lost.
I really don’t know if that’s progress. It hasn’t been the other times we’ve lost in such heart breaking fashion. But maybe this time, with John Wall and others coming back from injury, we’ve made actually progress. As a Wizards fan, it’s all I can really hope for. And it beats feeling nothing whether we win or lose.
More analysis coming tomorrow.