Lin-sanity

From Jeff Yang:

Tim Tebow, move over. Here comes Jeremy Lin!

When The Garden is full and the right moment hits, it sounds like a riverbed canyon during spring thaw. The roar is deafening, and it rebounds from wall to wall, off the rafters, and into your face with tangible force.

The first time you felt that sonic boom was a few minutes into last night’s program, when No. 17, Jeremy Lin — the man of the hour, the evening and just maybe the season — trotted into the strobing lights of the world’s most famous arena for the first time this evening. As every screen in the house lit up with his picture, the packed crowd let loose with an ear-splitting cacophony: Shrieks and hoots and applause and shouts of “MVP” and behind it all, the roar, that thunderous roar that some call the Knicks’ secret weapon, at least when the Knicks aren’t being utterly terrible. You know, like they were B.L. — Before Linsanity.

Which, as hard as it is to believe, has been with us less than a week.

So maybe it’s not totally hard to imagine a superstar like the Lakers’ Kobe Bryant shrugging his shoulders and rolling his eyes when asked by reporters about the Jeremy Lin Phenomenon after L.A.’s titanic duel with the Boston Celtics the night before.

“I know who he is, but I don’t really know what’s going on too much with him,” he said. “I don’t even know what he’s done. Like, I have no idea what you guys are talking about….What the [expletive] is going on? Who is this kid?”