Cody Zeller, Erykah Badu and the Anatomy of the Overreaction

A few years ago Erykah Badu released her 3rd album (or 4th or 5th depending on how you view her Live album or Worldwide Underground, which is really more of an EP...but anyway...I digress) New Amerykah Part One 4th world war. And immediately upon listening to it, I loved it. I listened to it for a solid week exclusively. I remember saying to a friend that it was better than Mama's Gun. He called me an insane person. And we proceeded to argue for the next half hour. 

A couple months later, after listening to the record a dozen times, I took a step back. Listened to some other stuff and came back to it. And you know what? He was right. It wasn't better than Mama's Gun. I was suffering from an in-the-moment overreaction. It happens. We all have a tendency to be reactionary. We think that the way we feel or view a situation the moment it happens is the way we will always feel. But this is rarely the case. As time passes and we get to think on it, our opinions often change.

Which brings me to Cody Zeller. When the Charlotte Bobcats selected him in this years draft with the 4th overall pick, it's safe to say I was less than pleased. Dismayed. I think that's a good word to describe how I felt.  It's not that I necessarily hated Cody Zeller. I thought he was a fine prospect. At 11. At 4 I thought there was better value on the board.

But over this past weekend my opinion of the Zeller pick has started to change.  I've taken a step back from the emotion of the moment and began to look at the big picture.  Zeller is an athletic big man that can run the floor well and can consistently hit the elbow jumper.  You know, exactly the type of player the Bobcats could use.

I've now watched Zeller play in 3 Summer League games. He's legit. I realize it's only 3 summer league games.  I'm not saying he will be an all star.  But the skills I see him displaying are skills that successful big men need to have in order to be successful in the NBA.

Overreactions happens all the time.  Whether it's an album you think is better than it really is. Or a draft pick that you think is worst than it really is. We are all guilty of it.  All we can do is, right after huge events occur ask ourselves "Am I still gonna feel this way a month from now? If the answer is anything but a resounding yes, we should refrain from making a judgment.

Now, I'm gonna go listen to Mama's Gun. That really is a good record.