
The death of George Floyd has sparked an inferno of emotions throughout the nation. Stuff like this brings out the good, the bad, and the just ugly in humanity. Protesting to demand change. Some have other motives as peaceful protests, which hope to get your message across, go haywire. Rioting, looting, injuries, property damage, burning wrecks, and death have ravaged this nation because of what went down in Minneapolis. These things also bring in people that were probably not even involved in it. Sure they have watched from the sideline. Mayhem has a way at times of showing up at your front door. Playing Call of Duty, a former NBA star got the call. The call was to go outside as some of the ugliness was not very far away from J.R. Smith’s home in Los Angeles To open the door to find someone breaking your window on your truck, this has brought Smith from the bench once again and into this game that is not a game.
J.R. Smith was the 2012-13 sixth man of the year to be called into action at the spur of the moment is very familiar with the veteran. Smith chased the looter down. Smith played 16 seasons in the NBA and toured 4 different cities in his playing career. New Orleans to Denver, and then to New York finishing in Cleveland. As a Cavalier he was part of that 2015-16 championship team with Lebron James. J.R. Smith was released in July of 2019 and has not played in the NBA since. Still in game shape I imagine, he caught up to him and in his words said, “I WHOOPED HIS ASS.”
I remember being a younger lad and throwing snow balls at moving cars. It was a time of innocence back then because it was about the thrill of the chase. We were not going out looking to damage someone’s car. Bad things, yes could have happened, so I would not recommend it to youth these days. Every snow ball or egg thrower never would expect a former athlete to chase you down. I remember if you did get caught, you always had a made up name to confess did it. Good ole imaginary Jack McCormick was the blame for everything gone wrong in the neighborhood where I grew up. Worst thing when you got caught would be if they found out where you lived and told your parents. No cell phones back then. That left out the Police. They could not drag you inside their car and take you to the Police station. They did not beat you up. We were kids.
In the heat of the moment J.R Smith did something that many have envisioned they would love to do. To catch a person stealing or looting or doing something to your home or the property of family or friends. To punch their lights out and wait for help to arrive. Makes you feel like Spiderman or Batman. But that feeling gets quickly stale if you have kids. J.R. Smith has kids, 4 gals. No kid wants to see their father turn into a monster. Turn into something like the Incredible Hulk. Something that will be etched in your children’s minds for the rest of natural lives. To become so dark and twisted and to stoop to a level lower than the thief or looter. J.R. apologized for that. Again it was the heat of the moment. But calm, cool, and collected in all situations is the best way. This guy who got beat up by J.R. Smith is not a very good looter. Before this incident, this guy was probably not very good at his day job either. Where do failures at looting go from here? Hope they have some kind of 12 step program to get them into a trade or something. J.R. Smith can go back to his game. Not on the court looks to be more Call of Duty or John Madden. What ever happened to Missile Command?




























