It’s a veritable Ron-a-thon in the FA pool. Derrick Rose returned after a couple games off and tagged out Deng for what looks to be at least a week. The first thing you need to know is Luol Deng came into Monday night leading the league in minutes played through the first quarter of the season.

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Chris Paul sat out his fifth game yesterday. That, along with Caron Butler‘s recent tweak, paved the way for Mo Williams to get his minutes up. It’s all I can do not to mention Williams’ 77 points and eight three-pointers in his last three games, except that I just mentioned it.

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One Piece looks to be an unstoppable juggernaut after the first four weeks of the season, having never spent a week outside of the top spot in the RCL averages ranking as well as the top of his division’s league ranking.

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There I was: settled in for a long evening of basketball-related entertainment, when all of a sudden my Twitter and my Tumblr and my Facebooks erupted alerting me to not only the announcement of the new Springsteen album in March, but that the first single was already here.

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Monta Ellis played 32 minutes. The rest was spent nursing his broke-ass face that became broke after Anderson Varejao elbowed it into a million pieces. It was heinous. I puked a little. Babies were crying in the distance. Grandma said a prayer.

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I’m just gonna say this, and then I’m gonna stand by it: I’m almost positive that whenever anyone thinks of the Gustavos of the NBA, Gustavo Ayon‘s name will be mentioned. Sit on that, Potsie. 8/5/2, with 2 stl and 2 blk as Monty Williams has been leaving some slack in the leash for this guy in the last three games.

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Mike Miller is set to to make his season debut with the Heat today, which is particularly fortuitous (if I may use that term on a family blog) as the news makes the rounds of Dwyane Wade likely missing more games has resulted in thousands of monkey-punches to the groins of thousands of fantasy basketball teams.

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The most recent week of fantasy basketball felt like every scene in the movie “300.” Except that Dwight Howard wears more armor, LeBron is more ripped and the losers wear fewer facial jewelry than Xerxes. (I’m pretty sure that’s true, right?

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Upon occasion – especially while watching the Wizards – I think to myself, “Self? You could do better than these guys, right? Sure, you’re not as tall as most of these guys and you have trouble going to your left, you tend to get wheezy after just a couple laps up the court, your sweat makes people not want to talk to you, you choke on the gum you’re chewing 3/4 of the possessions, and your on-court communication consists mostly of reciting lines from ‘White Men Can’t Jump,’ but still, the Wizards are awful.” Now I know you think it’s weird that I address myself as Self, but if I didn’t do that how would I know who I’m talking to?

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