Top Panathinaikos Players in Games, Points and Rebounds in The A1 Division
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- Last update: 21 June 2011
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Rank Player Games 1 Fragiskos Alvertis 525 2 Kostas Tsartsaris* 314 3 Mike Batiste* 288 4 Dimitris Diamantidis* 243 5 Nikos Ekonomou 268 6 Giorgos Kalaitzis* 221 7 Antonis Fotsis* 215 8 Nikos Chatzivrettas 204 9 Argiris Papapetrou 169
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Rank Player Points 1 Fragiskos Alvertis 4.698 2 Mike Batiste* 2.908 3 Dimitris Diamantidis* 2.339 4 Dejan Bodiroga 2.285 5 Nikos Ekonomou 2.207 6 Kostas Tsartsaris* 2.130 7 Liveris Andritsos 2.088 8 Antonis Fotsis* 1.639 9 Jaka Lakovič 1.596 10 Nikos Galis 1.586 11 Nikos Chatzivrettas 1.507 12 Stojan Vranković 1.497
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Rank Player Rebounds 1 Stojan Vranković 1.871 2 Fragiskos Alvertis 1.399 3 Michael Batiste* 1.478 4 Kostas Tsartsaris* 1.232 5 Dimitris Diamantidis* 01.011 6 Antonis Fotsis* 0895
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