In Which the Player For Which This Blog is Named is Deconstructed In His Entirety, and then Compared to a Superhero

The man, the legend, the Lamar.

Drafted by the Clippers some years ago, Lamar entered the L full of youthfulness and Tremendous Upside Potential. Odom either has or has not realized his potential, sometimes both at once.

If that seems confusing, it should be. His game is the most unique in the L; he doesn't fit into any of the typical molds, instead content to stretch himself across all of them. He has the game of an All-Star in several categories, even flashing some shotblocking prowess in the 1st round series against the Suns.

His skill set yanks him in all different directions, settling on a confused morass of lefty drives and no-look passes over a cohesive game. It is his confusion that makes him the most and least perfect counterpoint to KB24.

Lamar is like the Green Lantern in the old Justice League cartoons--no-one is exactly sure what he does, but he seems to do it pretty well, so they all leave him alone. Like the Lantern, he doesn't light the world on fire with any of his skills, but is somehow indispensable to the functioning of the team.

If Lantern got subtracted from the Lig, they would be missing something indefinable but definitely present. On the Lakers, Lamar is similar, but his value is ultimately definable: he is the second best player on the team. Would the team miss his passing? No.

Scoring? No.

Rebounding? Not especially.

But combine the three and you have the true measure of the man.