Boy, you crazy. Smart, but crazy.

Are you ready for me to talk about three topics that have nothing to do with one another?  Oh you are?  You've been waiting all weekend for such a thing?  Wonderful.  I'm glad we're friends.  Actually, they all have one underlying theme: crazy!  Or cray as the kids say.  Kids still say that, right?

We've been refugees the last couple of weekends, bunking up at my mom's house.  Trying to sell our house, means we must take ferocious dog and tiny human out of home so it can be shown.  Seeing as we've been on the lam, our routine has been thrown off, leading to random TV viewing.  Example: I sucked Husband into three hours of programming titled, "Crimes of the Century" on CNN.  Good stuff.  We learned about the assassination of John Lennon, the attempted assassination of President Reagan, and the Amanda Knox trial.  In the midst of learning about John Hinckley, I turned to Husband and stated:

Me: If I could go back and tell my 20-year-old self to major in something different, I would tell her psychology.  I freakin' love crazy people.  Do you have any idea how much I would enjoy talking to crazy people every single day?
Husband: Technically, if you are helping them, you aren't supposed to call them crazy.
Me: Good point.  I'll let 20-year-old self know that too.

Along the same lines of "people on TV that are crazy," as I watched Girls last night I realized that the girl who plays Adam's sister was familiar to me.

Me: She was a child actor.  And she was in something I have seen many times....Oh my god, is that Curly Sue?
Husband: Calm down.  It's not Curly Sue.
*searches IMBD*
Husband: It's the little girl from Field of Dreams
Me: YES!  Obviously that fall from the bleachers really shook her up.  She doesn't even brush her hair anymore.

And finally, I feel like I have to address the Marcus Smart situation.  He acted a fool this weekend.  As once Kanye eloquently said, That ish cray.  Ain't it Jay?  B-ball so hard.  What she order, fish filet? Oh, does that not apply here?  Sorry.  Back to my point...As a fan, I feel a little conflicted.  There's no denying his talent.  But there's also no denying that he completely lost control on Saturday.

And now he has a reputation.  I've never rooted for the "bad guy" before.  Well, not that I can recall.  I typically try to forget about those things, makes for happier memories.

I can say with complete certainty, that if Smart played for any other team, I wouldn't like him.  He's kind of like Ginobili. Except not old or from Argentina.  You love him if he plays for you.  You loathe him as a competitor.  I'm still a fan, 100% of his, that's not ever going to change.  But I'd like to see a little maturity out of him the rest of the season.  Let this be his Tebow moment, minus the bloody nose.  Turn it around.  Get tough.  I'm not saying anything revolutionary here, every team will play him tough and aggressive from this point forward.  Every message board will be filled with hate.  But you what they say, haters gonna hate.  And by "they," I mean people in 1999.  Just play your game.  Get buckets.  (I follow a lot of basketball players on Twitter, and this seems to be a common message, so I'll just join in the fun.  I like to fit in).

I'm predicting big things out of #33 tonight.

In conclusion, a little bit of crazy is okay....just don't commit a crime.  And make sure you win.

And to quote my favorite crazy quote of all time, "At least I was crazy when crazy meant something, woman." -- Charles Manson.