Mark Deeks

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Mark Deeks owns and operates ShamSports, and doesn’t do much else with his time. He is even more not-Canadian than Trey Kerby, being born, raised and stuck in England. When not writing about basketball, he can be found either appearing on game shows, inventing character names for non-existent sitcoms, or Googling his own name.

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In a predictable, logical and thoroughly underwhelming move, the Memphis Grizzlies made the second trade of deadline week, sending reserve forward Sam Young to the Philadelphia 76ers in return for nothing more than the draft rights to Ricky Sanchez, whom you’ve probably never heard of.

Memphis had two things to do this deadline: buy some players, and sell some players. Their good but not elite team needed to acquire an extra ball handler, and much improve its three point shooting, while also somehow dodging the luxury tax threshold they currently reside just over.

This trade only alleviates one of those three needs. Apparently, Gilbert Arenas will fix the others.

Sanchez is a 6-foot-11 Puerto Rican international, drafted initially by the Blazers on the Nuggets behalf in 2005 and whose rights were later traded to the Sixers. He has spent his career in Latin America, and plays in the Puerto Rican BSN every season, although it hasn’t always been without incident. Sanchez is a big athletic forward with a good jumpshot, who was drafted on the pretense that he might go on to develop his game outside of his athleticism and jumpshot combination. He was pretty sure that he could do this. This, however, has not really happened. Playing for Bahia in the weak Argentinian league, he averages 13.0 points, 5.1 rebounds and 3.0 fouls in 30 minutes per game, taking over five threes per game. Near 7-foot three point specialists are intriguing, but the Grizzlies would be better served just bringing the recently waived Josh Davis back. Sanchez’s inclusion in the deal, therefore, is merely arbitrary.

The Sixers were able to assume Young’s post-incentives $1,184,750 salary on account of the Marreese Speights trade exception, which had been created in an earlier trade with Memphis. Essentially, therefore, this trade amends and concludes that one, the Grizzlies trading Young and Xavier Henry for a rental of Speights.

This is an odd way to conclude the Sam Young era in Memphis. This time last year, in light of the injury to Rudy Gay, Young was a valuable starter and a key, if flawed, cog in their Cinderella playoff victory over the Spurs. His jumpshot lacked three-point range, he broke plays, played with his head down, and his team defense was atrocious, yet the combination of his humiliatingly effective shot fake and sheer determination gave the Grizzlies a much needed offensive option. When nothing else was going on, Young would put his head down and go for it, like a much older looking Corey Maggette, which worked better than it may sound. And he always played hard.

This year, however, with Gay’s return to health, Young’s lack of improvement to his game, and the acquisition of Quincy Pondexter (who provides the defense and intangibles that Young just doesn’t), Sam wasn’t in the rotation, playing only 21 games all season, 13 of which were in January. He likely won’t be in the Sixers rotation, either.

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When the Warriors signed Kwame Brown to a one year, $6.75 million deal this offseason, we laughed for a bit, and then looked at the logic for why they did it.

This logic was threefold. Firstly, it helped the Warriors shore up their and the league’s weakest position with a capable veteran, vital for a team like the Wariors that genuinely thinks it can (and should) make the playoffs, and gave the team its first starting center-who-is-actually-a-center-not-Anthony-Tolliver since Andris Biedrins went into the tank. Secondly, the one year nature of the deal kept alive cap space aspirations for next summer, which, in light of the unsuccesful cap space aspirations this summer, was going to give Golden State yet another chance at that elusive center. And thirdly, they could use his expiring contract to trade for Dwight Howard! Or someone like that.

The latter actually happened. There’ll be no cap space now, nor any more Dwight pipe dreams; apparently, Andrew Bogut will be the answer to the profound, endless, big man problems.

There’s a case to be made for that. When healthy, he is the answer. When healthy, Bogut is the second-best defensive big in the game, a shot-blocking, charge-taking, rebounding, rotating, always-in-the-right-placing anchor in the middle who, notwithstanding lacking any sort of shot from outside the paint, helps on the offensive end too with passing vision and strong left-handed finishing. When healthy, he’s also one of the better offensive centers, and all this for a highly competitive $12 million (pre-trade kicker) per season. When healthy.

But Bogut isn’t healthy. Not now, not for any of the last four full seasons, and not ever truly healthy again.

Because of this, the Warriors take an unashamedly massive gamble. They have invested heavily in the idea that a healthy David Lee/Andrew Bogut frontcourt is a very, very good frontcourt around which to build a playoff caliber team. And they’re right. It would be. But “would” is a highly speculative word. Much to all of our loss, Bogut has not been the player he was. While most of it has been sheer bad luck, that bad luck has compounded to create a wounded body that will never be quite right ever again, ever more susceptible to further injury. And it just keeps on coming. Andrew Bogut gets hurt a lot. Some guys just do.

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“They” say to expect a quiet trade deadline. “They” might be right.

Only one superstar is available, and he will only consent to certain teams. Most of the teams with summer time cap space ambitions are holding on to them, in the faint hope that Dwight Howard and/or Deron Williams want a piece of that sweet free agent money. Only 15 trade exceptions exist in the entire league, disabled player exceptions for Darrell Arthur and Eric Maynor expired yesterday unused, and with the offseason amnesty clause claiming seven bad contract casualties, less dead salary exists than usual, Stephen Jackson excepted.

A couple of biggish, non-superstarry names are being talked about — Rajon Rondo as ever, Pau Gasol as ever, Monta Ellis as ever, and Andrew Bogut for a change — but each wears some significant handicap to the likelihood of their being traded, be it injuries, their contract, or it being illogical to do so. Some teams can spend more, some are still sitting on plenty of cap space, and some teams might wish to further cut costs. In general, however, the NBA’s hard line towards leveling up payroll parity has had its way, and uniform payroll balance is getting closer.

As of today, seven teams are projected to be luxury tax payers. Of those seven, only two (Atlanta and Memphis) can or will realistically be able to dodge it. However, they must also do so while improving their teams. Capped out, these are two playoff teams who nonetheless have big holes, without readily available means of filling them.

Atlanta’s bizarre insistence on keeping Jerry Stackhouse all year has pushed them into the tax territory, despite sorely needing better point guard play and size to offset the loss of/compliment a healthy Al Horford. Meanwhile, Memphis also has on-court needs to fill as Jeremy Pargo has struggled mightily at backup point guard and the team also ranks amongst the league’s worst in three point shooting percentage.

The Grizzlies are good, but they are built weirdly. Huge amounts of money are invested in a frontcourt that is not up for sale, point guard Mike Conley also pulls in an entirely justified $8 million a year, and his backcourt teammate Tony Allen is too valuable to be expendable (while also being a large part of why the team has shooting problems). In terms of contracts for trade assets, they have scant little, particularly when they also need to be concurrently dumping salary. The perennially available O.J. Mayo is perennially available, and perennially sought over, but he’s also the team’s only shooter, even if he is also their only significant trade asset. The formerly valuable Sam Young is now out of the rotation due to his defensive rotations. A salary dump of him would sort out the luxury tax issue, but Memphis needs to be buying as well.

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The All-Star weekend of 2003 featured one of the better slam dunk contests ever. Save for a tame effort by Richard Jefferson — in which he managed the rare feat of doing an elbow dunk that didn’t involve use of an elbow — it was a high caliber affair that culminated in a showdown between 2001 champion Desmond Mason and 2002 champion Jason Richardson, both pushing the other to produce their A-games, crescendoing beautifully with J-Rich’s final clincher:

The All-Star game itself was not half bad, either. The first and thus far only All-Star game to go to double overtime, it saw 300 total points scored, an in-his-prime Allen Iverson doing what an in-his-prime Allen Iverson did at All-Star games, and an in-his-prime Kevin Garnett dominate proceedings on his way to the MVP trophy. Shaq faced off with Brad Miller for the first significant time since Shaq tried to kill him, an amusing in-game report spoke of Antoine Walker and Paul Pierce’s outrages at playing so few minutes, Yao Ming looked woefully out of place on his way to two points and two rebounds, and the close finish saw the game’s very best turn up the intensity and play at something resembling their very hardest. It was good fun to watch, right down to the Zydrunas Ilgauskas experience. Even the 52 turnovers were aesthetically pleasing.

However, this was all secondary. The weekend wasn’t about Iverson, nor Garnett, nor Richardson, nor the surprise appearance by Kool and the Gang. This whole night was about a player who, on talent alone, barely deserved to be there. (And no, that person wasn’t Yao.)

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As a paranoid man, I am well read in the ways of male pattern baldness. I’m not bald, but I will be, and it is not a comfortable admission. As a result, for some strange reason, I have taken to spotting the development of male pattern baldness in others, as something of a really horrible habit. This habit has been a particular magnetic draw in the case of Bulls forward Carlos Boozer, whose hair has had quite the week.

Boozer’s hair has had intrigue since the latter half of the 2010-11 season, when he started to grow it out somewhat. (And by “a bit,” I mean, it went from being balder than a baby’s arse to a normal buzz cut.) It seemed obvious that Booz, having shaved his head more thoroughly for the previous few years when the thinness started to creep in, wanted a second crack at having hair. As would any man in his situation.

As a rookie, Carlos had consistent density and a solid line. The very, very minor beginnings of temple recession can be seen, but they were indeed most minor; his hair was fine as it was. However, over the first few years of his NBA career, the hair on the temples bid him adieu. The temples recede somewhat on the vast majority of men in their twenties, as many of us are probably aware, due to the simple science of your face changing shape as you age. Boozer’s, however, went a bit more than that, leaving something of a peninsula at the front. It wasn’t exactly the full Phil Collins, but it was noticeable. And so he started buzzing.

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Despite the fact that we’re almost a quarter of the way through what’s left of a regular season, there are still some NBA caliber talents that are either unsigned, waiting for work, or in the NBA D-League, waiting for better work.

This list attempts to document some of those available NBA-caliber talents. As well as some who aren’t.

Guards

Gilbert Arenas — One of seven designated amnesty players this offseason, Hibachi is finally free from the monumental burden that was his monumental contract. Even then, however, no one seems to want him. As much as Gilbert has declined, he has never declined to the point that he is no longer an NBA talent. He is, however, seemingly not good enough any more to overcome his reputation.

Marcus Banks — After eight years and $40 million in the NBA, Banks never realized his potential beyond “sometimes useful defensive specialist.” That said, he still is that.

Earl Boykins — If you need someone to come in and take all of your fourth quarter shots, Earl might be your man. This is a particularly useful service if you are trying to lose.

Luther Head — Head has had a poor couple of years, struggling with both injuries and opportunity. A reported invite to training camp with the Bulls never materialized, and a much publicized trip to the D-League lasted all of two days. If healthy and available, Head provides solid small-guard defense and catch-and-shoot range, but they are increasingly big ifs.

Eddie House — Signed by the Heat to a guaranteed contract with a view to being a feared shooting specialist off the bench. Then cut by the Heat when it became apparent he hasn’t shot well enough to be a feared shooter for a couple of years now. There may still be a spark on the fire, but Eddie needs to chuck a log on it. (As well as not chuck.)

Allen Iverson — Should take the Antoine Walker route and join the D-League. And I base that on absolutely nothing.

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The Wizards have one win since April of last year. They won only 15 games in 2011, won only 23 games on the season, have gone 68-178 over the last three, and have not cracked the elusive 26 win barrier for three seasons. Indeed, if you really want to overthink things, the Wizards haven’t won more than 45 games since 1978-79, the year after winning their only NBA championship. That’s how bad the franchise has been having it.

There are less talented teams out there, though. So something must be wrong. Quite. Why have the Wizards been this bad?

Two years ago, the Wizards sold the No. 32 pick to Houston for $2.5 million, and then re-invested most of it in signing veteran big man Fabricio Oberto, whom they then saw fit to actually play in actual games. Despite recording 121 fouls to only 105 rebounds and 83 points, the Wizards would repeatedly turn to Oberto ahead of JaVale McGee, a core young piece, because Oberto would play the “right way.” He would screen, hand-off, pass, only sometimes throw the ball away, and try his level best to not be too slow in his defensive rotations. Signing Oberto, and playing him ahead of infinitely more talented players, was supposed to set a standard for Wizards basketball, a means to instil discipline and good habits into youngsters by making them sit and watch inferior veterans do it first.

It didn’t work. The Wizards continue to be submarined by a lack of discipline on the court, the folly of youth with little veteran savvy to correct it with. There’s plenty of talent on the roster but there’s no cohesion to it. And without IQ, heart or intensity, talent counts for nothing.

Flip Saunders will likely be the fall guy before the year is out, because someone has to be. But he’s trying, moreso than his players. You can’t teach a team that won’t listen. Washington’s offense is built around a point guard who can’t shoot, a shooting guard who won’t stop shooting, and a big man who shoots whatever he wants before blaming others for it on Twitter. All this is complimented by a defense that just doesn’t understand fundamental defensive positioning, nor that seems to want to try. In stockpiling assets and loading up on potential, all the Wizards have done is create a cast of misfits. Misfits who, for the most part, play as though they are in it only for themselves.

Dearth of on-court discipline notwithstanding, there is a genuine depth of talent to the roster. But even their genuine prospects are suffering. John Wall in particular is off to a terrible start, shooting 35 percent from the field, turning the ball over four times a game and looking thoroughly baffled in the halfcourt. Wall will however at least try to pass, but the same cannot be said for the whole team. As good of shot makers as they are, Andray Blatche, Nick Young and Jordan Crawford seem content with looking only for their own, running isolation after isolation, damaging their reputations, shooting percentages and team performance in the process.

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