The Unbearable Lightness Of Lin

   I think I owe young Jeremy Lin an apology.  I don't think my indifference towards him is based solely on his personality.  It's not like he's Tebow, pointing skyward and blowing the trumpet of his beloved Christianity every few minutes.  I'd like Tebow a lot more if he would simply take a breath and shut up.  But bare in mind, these are the writings of an atheist who views Christianity as a high and mighty sect of do gooders who simply don't know when to quit.  But back to mister Jeremy Lin.  I'm not bothered by the media coverage of his rather herculean efforts on the basketball court.  I'm just going to wait it out until Carmelo Anthony comes back and Lin doesn't see the basketball again.  Lin will go back to the bench, Melo will be Melo, and the Knicks will be the bloated basketball blob they've been for the past decade or so.  Maybe my indifference towards Lin spawns from being a jealous midwesterner.  Being in Chicago, all I hear is New York this and New York that.  The Garden is the greatest basketball venue in the world.  The Knicks fans are the most knowledgeable fans in basketball.  And now the headlines are filled with slobbering East coast media types throwing rose pedals at young Jeremy Lin.  Maybe I've reached my breaking point in terms of my midwestern inferiority complex and Jeremy Lin is paying the price for it.  Or maybe I just don't give a damn about the Knicks or the Yankees or anything New York related.  Maybe my indifference towards Jeremy Lin is because he's not one of my tribe from a Chicago team.  Perhaps it's the idea that ESPN gives forty seconds to my Bulls and almost five minutes to Lin and the Knicks.  FYI... the Knicks are the eighth seed in basketballs Eastern conference and the Bulls, forty seconds and all, are the number one seed.  But that doesn't matter because ESPN can't resist slobbering all over anything that's either Boston or New York based.  Gosh darn it, I don't think that the four letter network features either the Red Sox or Yankees in my home market enough.  I wouldn't be surprised if ESPN devoted an hour before a nationally televised Knicks game to the origins of the mystical MSG.  By the way, this is the same network that devoted an hour of programming to the origins of Fenway Park.  Yuck.  But this is the life of a Chicagoan I guess.  I have to travel to NYC to get my Broadway on.  I have to travel to Madison Square Garden to become basketball smart.  Perhaps I'm not bright enough to appreciate the essence of a Jeremy Lin because I live in Chicago.