Wizards 113, Knicks 102

(though when the Angry Samoans sang “Everything looks better when the world is black / Grab a fork, make the first attack,” they really weren’t offering advice to Jerome James)

So it’s finally come to this. A week in which Neil Hamburger gets a better reception at the World’s Most Dysfunctional Arena than the New York Knickerbockers. The chants of “Fire Thomas”, I can understand. The chants of “We Want Nate”, are far more questionable, unless young Mr. Robinson has donated a lot of tickets. And on that tip, the section with the banner marked “N8’S GR8 SEATS” has some of the worst sightlines in Madison Square Garden. In all honesty, I’m somewhat envious of those who had a poor view of the Knicks’ feeble defensive effort Wednesday night, as the Wizards sank a ridiculous 14 of 20 3-pointers, six of ’em launched successfully by Agent Zero. Arenas scored 38 points and it could’ve been a half century had Eddie Jordan not rested his superstar for a long stretch of the 4th quarter.

On the bright side — and there’s not much to choose from — Eddy Curry (22 points, 12 rebounds) scored 20 or more for the 8th consecutive game, and Renaldo Balkman is working ridiculously hard to grab the sort of rebounds his teammates and opponents are somewhat snoozy going after. But between Arenas and Antwan Jamison being allowed to bomb away at will and the diabolically ice cold shooting of Stephon Marbury and Jamal Crawford (a combined 9 for 29 from the field), this one had clusterfuck written all over it.

Biggest ovation of the night (not counting the bush league t-shirt toss) was for a Mardy Collins layup in garbage time.