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Ding-ding! NBA fans, lehhhhhhhhht's get ready to ruuuuuummmmm-bbbbllllllllllllle -- again.

Saturday night in Madison Square Garden, the most famous boxing arena in the world, the NY Knicks and Denver Nuggets set upon each other in the squared rectangle for what snarky bloggers and snide sportswriters have billed as the Throwdown in Showtown.

Memo to David Stern: Start the playoffs right now, baby, the Warriors are ready to make a run!

What is it with this team? Just when Warrior nation was about to write them off as the latest version of Chris Cohan's spectacularly unsuccessful basketball product, they up and beat two of the best teams in the league in consecutive games.

With the 2005-2006 season safely under way, we have a little time to help the NBA with some house cleaning. Namely, the league's team naming convention. From relocation to lack of imagination to political correctness, many of the names are sadly non sequitous. It's time to bring back the cool, clever names of yore. Where are the Boston Beaneaters and the Houston Colt .45s and the Minnesota Muskies? If there's one league that had the......

SFist has done their fair share of snarking on the Warriors in the past and feels kind of bad about it. It was just too darn easy, kicking that dog when they were down. But things have changed since then. The Warriors are h-o-t hot right now, hotter than leather chaps-wearing Jessica Alba dancing on a stripper pole. Well, not that hot, but you get our drift. Last night, the Warriors beat the Seattle SuperSonics 101-92 to win their fifth in a row, their longest winning streak of the year. And that's Seattle, as in Division Winning, possible title contending Seattle. Of course, as Ray Ratto pointed out, we've been here before and we're still talking about a team that's once more going to go to David Stern's little game show he likes to call the NBA Lottery Draft, but something feels different this time around. We are, after all, talking about a team that was well out of it months ago but is suddenly playing with a fire, passion, and energy usually not seen in these here parts....

It’s been theorized that Barry’s little pity-party that he threw for himself, his prop of a son, and select members of the press was merely another one of his patented "you’ll miss me when I’m gone" ploys. Which we will but that's neither here nor there right now. What is here and there right now is the fact that while the ploy has worked in the past, the answer this time just might be no. And not only no, but don’t let the door hit you on the way out. In other words, the question being bandied about now isn’t when Bonds will return but should he. ...