Over at the New York Times, Howard Beck provides an interesting and somewhat-sobering take on the end of Linsanity.
I highly recommend reading the whole thing, but if you don't have time here are the Cliff Notes: It's all Carmelo's fault.
No, not really. It actually comes down to this:
We all knew that Lin's success was a product of the system Mike D'Antoni's system. And now that D'Antoni's out (and rigid Mike Woodson's in), opportunities for Lin to shine will be few and far between. In fact, Beck suggests that Lin's not only in danger of losing his starting job, but might fall out of the rotation all together. That Woodson might not even play him!
Damn. So, I guess that's it?
I feel for Lin here. It's easy to forget sometimes that he's a real dude, who was actually living this ridiculous dream. And if that's over, I'm sure it hurts. It has to hurt.
That being said, if things don't work out in New York, Lin will catch on somewhere. Maybe not as a starter, but he'll have an NBA career. I'd say he's good for two more chances, based on hype alone. But for now, it seems Linsanity's dead in the Big Apple.
Sadly, we can just about say the same for Linsanity's stranglehold on Boston.
Yes, it's true. This afternoon, the Red Sox sent outfielder Che-Hsuan Lin down to Pawtucket, ending the 25-year-old's inspirational run to the big leagues.
It ended far sooner than anyone would have liked, but while Bobby Valentine may have taken our Linsanity away, he can't erase the memories. Like the time Lin made that amazing catch during batting practice. Or the time he fetched David Ortiz a drink when the dugout Igloo was empty. All that! Those memories are ours.
So as much as it hurts right now, I think it's important to remember:
Che-Hsuan Linsanity will only die if we let it.