No trade clause
In defense of the defenseless Carlos Boozer
CARLOS BOOZER'S CHICAGO BLUES began before he could even unpack his bags. The night of Oct. 2, 2010, he heard his doorbell ring and went to answer it. As he moved through his new home, he tripped over a gym bag, a big one, still loaded with gear from his first training camp with the Bulls. He fell hard on his right hand and heard something pop. Moments later, he saw a knot on the flesh near his pinkie. A trip to the X-ray room confirmed his worst suspicion: He'd broken his finger ...
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