Waa-Wuuuuh… That is the written version of the sad trombone. This week’s title is a flop, just like Lance Stephenson‘s excuse for flopping, amirite? He essentially said that the floor was slippery, so he embellished the contact. I love you, Lance, but c’mon son! Just say you were trying to draw the charge, no shame in that, and let that be the end of it! Lance has been flopping into our fantasy hearts this year, though, so we can’t stay mad at him. We are at the halfway point in the NBA season, and like mid-winter for us northerners, if you’re not careful, you could catch a case of the fantasy basketball doldrums. It’s harder to find the waiver wire break outs, because most of them have broken out already. You could just pack it if you let the blahs take hold. But don’t brave reader, you’re better than that! Is there still some gold to be mined out there? I submit there is. But adjust your expectations accordingly. You ain’t finding a mountain full of gold, Smaug done got got his, you’ve left picking up what’s left. So what did my pick axe knock loose this week? Have a gander:

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You guessed it. We are halfway through the Fantasy season. Week 12 of 23. The mid-point. 50% done. I gather you get it, so I won’t continue to belabour the point. If you’re in a keeper league, now’s the time to figure out if you’re going for it this year, and if so, you might think about the risk/reward trades a little more. Will Marc Gasol get back to form, is he a buy low(er) candidate? Or, if you find yourself hopelessly buried from a Felton/Nash/Kobe/Tyson early gut-punch, you may want to sell for draft picks. Decisions, decisions. Alas, the Razzball Commenter Leagues are of the redraft variety, so the only motivator is GLORY! And to see the most Glorious of them all, Check out the master standings.

Shall we take a look at how these Inglorious Bastards are fairing at the halfway point?

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Howdy. I’m back, y’all, From two weeks of vacay in Mexico. And I’m feeling very zen. Nothing like 8 days of rain to help you find your centre. I stopped trying to watch NBA ball in Spanish on day 3, (Se chupu bollas!) so I’m a little out of touch with current events. But since that does you no service, good reader, I’ll give you what I managed to scrounge up:

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L-Tryptophan. The chemical compound found in Turkey that makes you sleepy. I am chock full of it, and I imagine more than a few of you gentle readers are as well. So lets make this the last holiday installment of the Buy/Sell before we head back to the couch for a little nappy. There are a few players, however, that might make you excited enough to chug the sluggish, gravy laden blood through your arteries, and wake you up to your regular, effervescent self. Cause if these cats don’t do it for you, you are officially in a catatonic state, fantasy-wise:

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So you took the red pill, and followed Morpheus down the rabbit hole. Or St. Nick up the Chimney hole. You know what I mean. We look back at week 9. What happened to week 8, you say? Red pill, son, it never happened. Or, if you’re a conspiracy theory/shut-in/don’t-trust-the-government type (my strongest demographic!), it was because of the illusion of Christmas. Whatever floats yer boat. And speaking of boat-floating, lets take a look at which teams are riding the waves, and which are floundering:

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That title is pathetic. But so am I, juggling Christmas shopping, and my obligation to the Razzball faithful. This Article will be the equivalent of giving everyone on my list 25 dollar home depot gift cards as Christmas gifts, you’ll smile uncomfortably, and mutter “thanks, you shouldn’t have.”, or some such apathetic reply after finishing it. One day I’m gonna have the balls to prank my wife with that move, and see how long she can keep “the spirit of the season is to give, not receive” farce going before I get whacked with a candlestick. But it was no prank to see Kemba Walker ice the Raptors in OT, one night after Damian Lillard did the same thing to the Cavs. These young guns sure are fun to watch (sorry Javaris, too soon?), and even more fun if they’re on your fantasy team! let’s take a look at the some of the other pistols in the arsenal:

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It was a week to remember. We laughed, we cried, and I think we learned something new about ourselves, a la Full House weekly episode recap. God, I miss Danny Tanner, and his homespun wisdom. Where were you when I wanted to get a Wu-Tang tattoo when I was 18 years old, Mr Tanner? Speaking of emotions ranging from awesome to regret, let us consider the Razzball RCL: For the Random Commenter Fantasy League participators, week 7 was another step towards fantasy dominance, and in some cases, the rich got richer, and others delivered a “THIS IS SPARTA!” kick to their opponent. Let’s see how the debauchery unfolded, shall we?

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I trust everyone has been a good boy or girl this year, and has sent their wish list to Santa already, right? I have it on good authority that jolly old St. Nick is a huge NBA fan, so naturally I suggest you ask for fantasy help. And I have a strategy: bear in mind, if you ask for too much, you get burned for being greedy, and you will get coal bricks under your tree (like Drummond at the free throw line, amirite?? Awful, sorry.). So, that in mind, I’m simply asking for dimes. I need help with assists in my 2 leagues, I took Kyrie in both leagues, and he is not exactly packing that stat line, I have Jameer, and he’s been on and off the court… well, whining to you guys won’t do anything about it. But whining to Santa will. It has to, as there is no quality points on my waiver. And with that let me bend your eyeballs to a few guys that might make excellent stocking stuffers:

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Ok Fight Fans, the white stuff is falling in many of the basketball cities: New York, Brooklyn, Chicago, Denver, Toronto, Milwaukee, Denver, Cleveland, Minnesota… which I know isn’t a city, but never having been to that fine Fargo state, if the team refers itself to that moniker, it’s good enough for me. But good enough isn’t what you players in the Razzball Random Commenter Leagues should strive for?!! Greatness! Immortality! These are your goals. And some of you need to shake off the holiday distractions and focus on the prize:

**The master standings are now up!  Check out how you’re stacking up against all RCL teams here, or hover over “Leagues” to check in with the standings updated weekly**

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Have you ever gone out with a nurse, or someone in pre-med? It sounds all sexy, and I’m not gonna lie, it was, but like in all things, there are benefits, and there are drawbacks. In my case, it was a textbook situation of a little knowledge being a dangerous thing. If I had a cough – it’s malaria. Once I had an itch on my back – don’t wanna scare you, but you may have cancer. My sac a little tingly – you got the AIDS. Humph. She was wrong on almost all of those prognostications. But I can relate, because I fancy myself a bit of a B-Ball aficionado, and, really, I just read and watch a lot of the game. So when I nabbed Kobe Bryant in the 5th round in 2 leagues, I smugly patted myself on the back, letting the league know I got the steal of the draft. Mamba was gonna came back right at the beginning of the season, all pissed off, and be a ball hoggin’ menace out there. Then I got either Sanders, or Tobias, as well as Wilson Chandler, and held them on the bench also. I thought that I could outsmart the system, and it hasn’t exactly worked out that way. But I’m still hoping that Kobe can come in this Sunday, and totally redeem me. But this isn’t my diary, so let’s get to it.

So, knowledge is dangerous, potentially, I believe I have established that. If you think you can handle the danger, then read on, brave reader, read on:

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