Tyreke Evans dropped 32 points on the Clippers in 40 minutes, but couldn’t drop a free throw that might have saved the game for ‘em. Then he dashed to the locker room and dropped a bombshell that he’s considering having laser surgery that will heal his foot and lay him low for the next 3-4 months, or as simplists like to call it, the rest of the season.

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At this point, any news involving anyone on the Nuggets can be considered Carmelo news. It’s ‘Melo’s galaxy, everyone else is just orbiting in it, baby! That includes Al Harrington, who left in the first quarter with what was described as a dislocated thumb.

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I’ve been told over and over for two decades that Michael Jordan is the most competitive man to ever walk the planet; annoyingly so; dangerously so. He’d footrace some awestruck 10-year-old to that tree and back and trip him at the turnaround point to get an advantage.

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The glass-half-full part of you wants to enjoy DeMarcus Cousins‘ 13 boards from last night, while the glass-half-full you can’t help but acknowledge that he missed all but three of his 13 shot attempts. The glass-half-full you revels in the fact that he’s averaging 25 minutes per game as a rookie, while the glass-half-empty (GHE, pronounced “g’eh”) part of you can’t ignore Tuesday’s four turnovers or the .424 season FG%.

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Toddlers and retailers aren’t the only one jazzed about the holiday season. Half the damn league seems to have put in to take vacations around the same time: for about six weeks starting right now. I already went over the spate of all-stars missing substantial playing time last week.

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I spend one afternoon caroling in my neighborhood and lookit what happens: I return to a league that colluded to all swap jerseys and make me nuts. There’s no way, I’m going to be able to remember that a) Hedo Turkoglu is not on the Suns, b) Hedo Turkoglu was ever not on the Magic and c) Vince Carter isn’t on a pitiful D.C.

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When Bob Geldof gathered dozens of European musicians together to sing Do They Know It’s Christmas? in the mid-’80s, he did it presumably because of the famine rampant in Ethiopia. I say presumably, because it’s possible Geldof just assumed all Ethiopians were atheists and would have no reason to know that it is the birthday of someone who they don’t even believe exists.

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So this is a blow to your team. Or a blow-ah, if you’re into continuous rhyming patterns. Joakim Noah will have surgery on his thumb that, by most accounts, will lay him low until February or March. Before you continue reading, go grab Taj Gibson.

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By the end of this season, Terrence Williams‘ suitcase is going to have more stickers on it than my Trapper Keeper during the Garbage Pail Kids era. T’Will went from the Nets to the D-League and back only to get shipped off to Houston in a blockbuster trade to be finalized later today.

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This season’s saga involving Andrew Bynum has unfolded like Samuel Becket’s ‘Waiting For Godot’ with Gasol and Odom cast as Estragon and Vladimir. The waiting ends tonight (probably) as Bynum is set to make his season debut. A quarter of the way through the schedule, it’s been a grueling exercise evaluating both the Lakers as a team and several of its players as individuals when one of L.A.’s most powerful forces remains absent.

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