Just two more weeks to go. It’s just your team, Peta, Kato and a shizzton of tribute/dog hybrids at the cornucopia. Save your arrows and shoot them straight. With just 13 more fantasy days left in the RCLs, now is the time you begin separating the meat from the shaft.

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Busy week, this Week 15, what with the March Madnessing and the baseballing. It’s always tough in the fantasy basketball world because we’re all like children in front of a pet store window: Everything I see is fluffy and wonderful and I want all of it all to myself!

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When they rewrite the story of the Lockout-shortened 2011-12 NBA season, the first thing they better mention is the shocking number of disposable players that came from out of the shadows and into the light. Rubio, Lin, Green, Jenkins, Robinson, Mullens, and on and on and on, until you get to J.J.

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Week 14 dropped off a poopy and left without saying sorry. This is another way of saying it’s almost April and the end of fantasy basketball is nigh (that’s not another way of saying this).

And as the winds mercifully shift away from the poo and toward the playoffs, it’s time to incorporate another facet to the RCL scoreboard.

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Anthony Tolliver, Derrick Williams, Wayne Ellington are your adds (in order) for every day Michael Beasley is out and maybe even some of the days he’s in. Because even when he’s in, he’s kind of out. I don’t like recommending these three guys, but the playoffs are upon us and people have holes to fill.

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Andre Iguodala was a late scratch from last night’s throw-down with the Spurs. And because of that, it quickly turned into a throw-down from the Spurs. Word ’round the campfire is he’s got the left knee patellar tendonitis. I put “the” in front of the diagnosis to alert the reader that I am not a doctor and only have a elementary level of understanding of such injuries.

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Unlucky Week 13 is gone with the wind, having left 16 teams exactly where we left them in Week 12. It happens. More teams are giving up. More teams are increasing their stat cat distance from the guy behind them. Like a professional slam dancer with three hip-replacements, less movement is inevitable.

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Nene did some rootin’-tootin’ debutin’ last night for the Wiz. He couldn’t have picked a better time or place to do it than against the Nets. Maybe the Bobcats. Or the Washington Generals. I’m not sure there’s a difference, really. You’ve never seen James Vilsaint and Bismack Biyombo in the same room, have you?

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Twelve weeks down six weeks left to go. Or if you’re a fractionista, you might say we’re two-thirds done. If you’re a percentagist, you might say we’re 67 percent complete. If you’re impatient, you might tell me to shut up and get on with it.

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