The modesty of our winning streak came to an end this evening at the hands of Yao Ming and his Houston cohorts.
It is a matter of tiresomeness to comment on Yao's gigantic nature, so let me only say this: If a patron filled Yao's cap with nickels and then donated it to you, a change in your tax bracket would loom.
(My own run of 33 games with a three-pointer was also brought to a resolution. Ah well. As Sergio says, "Easy come, and it also goes with ease.")