"Madness?" he asks, as though he is offended that his actions might be labeled so, and by Picard of all people.

"Madness, Captain? No, not at all--that would imply I don't know what I'm doing, and I can assure you that I do. A game might look like madness if you don't know the rules: run over here, now stop, now go there, now do something with a ball. Your provincialism does not equate to my madness."