Scene at 16th and Valencia where some 100 people gathered at 9:30 p.m. Photo by Laura Wenus

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In the last minute of the NBA championship game, young men sat in the newly refurbished 24th Street Bar and watched the NBA Finals as calmly if they were watching ballet, but nearby at Phat Philly’s,  customers and wanna-be-customers standing on the outside looking in, watched the game intensely, whooping with baskets, groaning with misses and at Rosamunde Sausage Grill, old and new Mission residents stood – tightly bound fans on the cusp of a championship.

A spontaneous countdown of a sure win resounded through the grill followed by cheers, smiles and fans taking insane photographs of the television screen in front of them.

On the street near 16th and Valencia, the party started slowly.  A few cars honked, one firecrackers went off and one voice kept yelling, “Ah, yo fuck Lebroooooon.”

If the streets failed to fill immediately with fans and cheering as they did after the Giants won the World Series, it was clear that the Mission was priming for a victory celebration that unfolded through the evening.

Minutes before the win at Phat Philly’s on 24th Street.
Fans watching the final minutes at the 24th Street Bar.
Fans at Rosamunde. Photo by Lydia Chávez
Police prepared at Valencia and 24th Streets.
One of the first firecrackers on Valencia. The party begins. Photo by Laura Wenus

9:30 p.m. The celebration picks up and more than 100 people have gathered at 16th and Mission with another big crowd at 24th and Mission.

9:45 pm.  Police have blocked southbound traffic on Valencia Street.  Mission continues to fill.

10:14 p.m. One commentator: Looks like the cops did a pretty good job of killing the party.

10:20 p.m. It’s pretty dead at Mission and 16th but thru traffic is blocked southbound on Mission.

Scene on Mission. Photo by Laura Wenus

11:23 p.m.

Police have moved in and restrained and arrested at least one of the revelers.

Video by Peter Maxwell

Video by Peter Maxwell

Video by Peter Maxwell

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