Cavaliers guard Ricky Davis wanted to dunk on Michael Jordan, and he did. But what fun could it really have been to dunk on this version of Jordan.

When Davis last night took an alley-oop pass and rammed it home early in the fourth quarter, Jordan just stood there. It had to be as satisfying as beating Jessie Owens, the 1936 Olympic champion, in the 100-meter dash in 1956. Or as fulfilling as hitting a longer tee shot last weekend than Sam Snead.

It was a sad state of affairs at Gund Arena.

A sellout crowd of 20,562 came to see Jordan, looking very strange in a Washington Wizards uniform, bring back some glimpses of his glory years. But there weren't any.

In a 94-75 loss to the Cavs, Jordan shot 9-of-24 for 18 points before strolling meekly to the bench for good with 4:33 remaining. He made Jumaine Jones, Lamond Murray and Davis, not exactly known as stoppers, look like candidates for Defensive Player of the Year. He picked up silly fouls that even 19-year-old Wizards rookie Kwame Brown wouldn't commit.

No, this is not your father's Michael Jordan. Jordan looked like a fat Elvis making his final concert tour. Or Marlon Brando in Apocalypse Now.