I stayed until the very end, and I took one thing away: What I felt in the minutes leading up to the game and the first part of the first quarter, in which we lead 17-12 was simply awesome. And from there, I felt like I was missing something. Something special could have happened tonight, but it just wasn't to be. I won't revel in this, and you have to move on because it's over. We face them in 12 days, have 3 games against under .500 teams on the way, and unlike most Cavs fans who want to blow everything up and trash this team, I'm aware that one or two games doesn't determine a season this early on. The one thing that got to me was seeing our players interact with you know who. It's just not what I want to see. Talk to him behind the scenes, not during the game while you are being shown up at your own home court. This is second to Game 5 vs. Boston in terms of worst game I ever attended, and I hope to forget it by tonight. There's so much that could be said but I don't feel like beating a dead horse. I was proud of the fans in this city tonight. They were the ones who showed up.