Atlanta’s Al Horford was at shootaround sometime around 2 pm. Then he decended into the locker room, and came out for his game against the Sixers a last-second scratch. This can only mean one of three things, 1) Horford wanted a day off and Atlanta greatly underestimated Louis Williams’ desire to shoot every ball that is passed to him, 2) Horford tweaked something in or around his body, or c) Al Horford is in love with Darius Songaila.

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I put my thick rubber gloves on and my fisherman’s boots, plugged my nose and strapped on five pairs of goggles like jockeys do on muddy race days. I’m diving into Detroit this morning. Chill out, I’ve had my shots.  Greg Monroe, the 7th overall pick in this year’s draft, earned his third straight double-double after John Kuester kept him on the floor for 43 minutes in last night’s loss to the Bulls.

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There must be some nudie pics of Pacers owner Herb Simon floating around GM David Morway’s home somewhere. I’m also convinced nudie pics of Morway are floating around in Jim O’Brien’s house. How else do you explain the clusterfudge of poor decisions being made in IndianapoLoss this season and every one of the last four?

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