There are signs, jerseys, shirts, shirseys, and now, there are masks. Oh the Lin-manity. The signs and shirts and the like are cool, and getting the fever is all well and good, just your standard, run-of-the-mill fandom. These masks, though, are creepy. Not in the "wearing someone else's face on your face" kind of creepy either.
I think what really does it is the eyes. Cold. Devoid of emotion. Like an automaton bent on running an effective pick and roll and bucking every convention of analyzing players coming out of college. I mean, if you're going to go with a face to hide behind while you're cheering, at least use a moment like this.
Blue tongue masks are the way to go, man.
For more on Linsanity and his teammates, too, visit Knicks blog Poasting and Toasting and SB Nation New York. For updates and info on their opponents tonight, visit Lakers blog Silver Screen and Roll and SB Nation Los Angeles.