re: what is the obsession over at espn with tim tebow?

ESPN is in Connecticut.

they cover NY and New England teams.

less than a 2 hour drive, either way.

Some genius at ESPN came up with the Chicago and LA sections of their website, but first there were sections for New Eng. and NYC area teams.

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ESPN is in Connecticut.

they cover NY and New England teams.

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Then why are the Giants not getting anywhere close to the coverage that the Jets are getting? At least the Pats have actually won something to garner the coverage they get


I think ESPN is really just trolling the public. I mean, how else do you explain this:

Inducing Stockholm Syndrome: The ESPN Way (AKA: Coca-Cola & Psi-Ops Revisited)

It's not the first time the masses have been brainwashed. The way we're being drubbed into submission with Tim Tebow - It's exactly like when the the masses just gave in and went bat-shite for Coca-Cola apparel back when I was in Junior High.

It was a peaceful April afternoon in Denver.
Then the Coca-Cola kiosk opened.
Hmmm. This is something familiar... yet different.
Coca-Cola Sweatshirts.
Coca-Cola Sweatshirts.
Coca-Cola Sweatshirts.
Coca-Cola Sweatshirts.
Everybody MUST own one... three... five.
Thank God they're everywhere cuz I'd freak if there was a shortage.
Coca-Cola Sweatshirts.
Coca-Cola Sweatshirts.
Coca-Cola Sweatshirts.
Coca-Cola Sweatshirts.
I DON'T EVEN WANT ONE BUT IT'S GETTING COLD AND I CAN'T FIND A PLAIN, NON-CARBONATED SWEATSHIRT, DAMMIT!
Coca-Cola Sweatshirts.
Coca-Cola Sweat... What?!?
What do you mean "New York is the new Denver and has decreed Rugby Shirts >>> Sweatshirts... and Yes - You will still need Tretorns."
Coca-Cola Rugby Shirts.
Coca-Cola Rugby Shirts.
Coca-Cola Rugby Shirts.
Coca-Cola Rugby Shirts.
Different colors, same crappy rubber buttons.
Coca-Cola Rugby Shirts.
Coca-Cola Rugby Shirts.
Coca-Cola Rugby Shirts.
Coca-Cola Rugby Shirts.

Until...

Upon the snap of unseen fingers - The trance ends. We struggle to get our bearings and sideways stare at each other trying to figure out who amongst us was the hypnotist.

A Meteoric Rise... The Catastrophic Fall.

Why? With the trance ended; The veil lifted - And following the binge of mindless, self-perpetuated saturation - A moment of clarity. As details emerged - There was simply no way to gloss over the fact that Coca-Cola Apparel's mighty footprint, the big, fat dot representing its point within the Great Quality:Functionality:Necessity:Value Matrix was partially overlapping that of tepid (not hot... tepid) garbage.

And so a name that was seared into your eyeballs (because it was everywhere you looked) and burned into your brain (rolled off the tip of every tongue)... was remanded to the rank of "that of we which we do not speak."


Epilogue/A Glimpse of the Future
Now and then... once every decade or so... something spurs my memory (perhaps somebody washing their car with a rag that WOW retains an inordinate amount of soapy water.. cracked, faded "oca-Co" visible through the suds). I'm slapped by recollection. Stunned, at first... but then I shake my head and think "Jeeeez. I remember that. What the HELL was that all about?!?" and go about my day.