Long ago, and far away, Landry Fields waddled down the streets of New York. He cut back door with the best of them. A wowing bouncy wing who played staunch defense and hit gut-punch triples. He would eventually hit a dealership in the boondocks and make his escape to Toronto.
A surprise pick at 39 overall in the 2010 draft, Fields pretty immediately jumped on the scene. He seemed destined to become a super powered role player with a long career ahead of him. He ended up having his elbow all twisted up with multiple injuries and surgeries and he never really regained the magic that made him so valuable. A supernova that was.
The height of Landry’s success was during Linsanity, reading imaginary bible verses. He was in Modell’s “commercials”. Had his own television show on MSG with teammate Andy Rautins, The Andy & Landry Show. It was no Perfect Hair Forever. Here’s something super weird...
I once rode in an elevator with him and his wife. They were clearly bringing their newborn baby home for the first time. I wonder if they remember the elevator reeking of weed? Or if they were just zoned out after such an immaculate blessing. Landry immediately bounced back out to go wherever. Get diapers or something... Gatorades and stinger waffles. I dunno. I didn’t stay in the building long either.
This means that Landry is officially further along to becoming a full fledged president of basketball operations somewhere than Allan Houston is or ever has been and probably ever will be. Good luck to Mr. and Mrs. Fields down in Atlanta. Maybe post-pandy I’ll slide down there and happen upon the homie on his way to Publix or something, who the hell knows.