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The Thunder just shoved all its chips on the table in the Carmelo Anthony trade

No matter how hard collective bargaining agreements attempt to even the playing field, basic NBA economics will always leave small market teams at a disadvantage. In Forbes' annual rankings of the most valuable NBA franchises, the New York Knicks, Los Angeles Lakers and Chicago Bulls were three of the top four. All three of those teams happen to be atrocious at winning basketball games, but because of their prestigious markets, the money will never stop rolling in, no matter the feebleness of the on-court product. According to an investigative report from Zach Lowe and Brian Windhorst of ESPN, nine NBA teams lost money last season after the revenue-sharing process. Only one team was from a large market: Brooklyn. Meanwhile, the Lakers can afford to sit back, and sign aging veterans Timofey Mozgov and Luol Deng to albatross contracts, and still rake in the cash. The Knicks can sign a broken Joakim Noah and Derrick Rose, and still make millions. The Bulls can sign an ancient Dywa

An Ode to Boris Diaw, an NBA Unicorn

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Boris Diaw was never going to be the best player on the court. He was never going to put up 30 point games in his sleep. He was never going to attract tons of sponsorship deals. He was never going to have the cut physique usually associated with that of a professional athlete's.  No, Boris Diaw was anything but a conventional basketball player, but he was one of the most unique, thoughtful and likable people the league has ever come across, and his exotic personality will be dearly missed. After receiving no interest as an unrestricted free agent this offseason, Diaw, now a grizzled 35 years of age, inked a deal today with French basketball squad Paris Levallois. But while his career in the NBA may be over, his legend will live on for quite some time. The best adjective to describe Boris Diaw is probably quixotic. He was the type of character who installed an electric coffee grinder right in his locker room stall. He was the type of goofball who would let his weight balloon