Sigh.

The dream is dead.

The Sonics Dance Team was eliminated yesterday. The Kings team, despite never getting more than 54% of any of their chest-to-chest matchups, advanced to the Finals, aka, "The Get Whupped by the Heat Dancers" round. (At last glance, the Heat were leading 82-18. This is ugly, embarassing and oddly hot. All at the same time.)

I blame Trisha. Her crazy eyes completely neutralized any advantage the Sonics team was gaining in girl-next-door points.

Go Heat.

And if y'all do win, remember who was behind you every step of the way.