What can I say? I've fallen for Linsanity like half the US

I first heard the name Jeremy Lin last Friday, like many Americans. A friend on Facebook made some comment on how Lin was going to be better than Kobe Bryant that night (his words were not as PG), of course. I looked up who Jeremy Lin was, found that he was the man of the moment at the NBA, but that was it. I follow the San Antonio Spurs, though not fanatically. Friday night, B. and I went out for our usual Friday night routine: a beer and a burger at our corner bar. It is usually a very low key affair. Not that night: they were showing Knicks vs Lakers, and what is usually one or two beers ended up being four or five. And Jeremy Lin's 38 points made next day hangover absolutely worth it.

I spent Saturday recuperating from the hangover, waiting for the next Knicks game to start, and researching more into Jeremy Lin's story. I realized I hadn't been hiding under a rock not knowing who Lin was until the day before, but that only few people (basketball fans from the Bay Area) knew of his existence until a week ago. I read many interesting articles that analyzed more in depth Lin's rise to stardom (I specially liked a few at the blog The New Black Man. I'm writing this from my IPod, so I can't link. But go to that blog and look for them, they are really insightful). I did't blog until yesterday, because I spent Sunday and Monday catching up on late work.

Today I was in my office watching the YouTube video of Lin's three pointer last night against the Raptors. My boss came in, saw what I was watching and said: "I guess you are the right person to offer my two Saturday's tickets for [insert name of my institution] basketball game against [insert name of second institution]". I had to check that the Knicks were playing on Friday before accepting them.

What can I say? I've fallen into Jeremy Lin's crazyness. The only thing that still stops me is his religiousness. I am afraid he'll participate in an anti-abortion ad, or something similar, like Tebow. Unlike Tebow, though, he actually has talent. My parents are coming into town tomorrow. Do you think they'll mind spending Friday night at a bar watching a game? I'll pay for the beer...