Several years ago the author Michael Lewis wrote a piece about Shane Battier called the "No Stats All-Star," in which Lewis set out to capture all the things Battier did well that didn't appear in the box score. Because Lewis is Lewis, Battier emerged as a kind of noble craftsman in a world that wasn't quite ready to understand what it was watching.

The role player has long been a hallowed figure on winning teams, but the appreciation for someone like Battier who didn't need to score, rebound or dish to make a meaningful impact was on the verge of becoming a major component of roster building, thanks to analytically-inclined GMs like Houston's Daryl Morey.

Andre Iguodala needs a better biographer.

He is Battier with numbers and in some ways he's the Too Many Stats All-Star. He does so many things well -- but few of them exceptionally well -- that he has been relegated to a supporting role in today's pantheon. He can score, but at a tick below elite level. He can pass, yet point forward isn't really his job description. Additionally, Iguodala's shooting percentages are just meh and his efficiency numbers don't exactly jump off the spreadsheet.