Let's begin with this: Boston loves Kendrick Perkins.

This statement is uncontroversial. Incontrovertible. Probably enduring forever. Perk is a hard-working, overachieving, tough dude, and Boston bills itself as a hard-working, overachieving, tough town. It was a match made in heaven, ever since 2003. This town was infatuated with Perk then, stuck with him for seven-going-on-eight years, and still has an attachment to him today.

We revered Perk in Boston, even though he was never known for flashy plays or gaudy numbers.

We pined for him to an irrational extent in 2011, some even saying his February trade to Oklahoma City was the reason the '11 Celtics failed to win a championship.

And we still vicariously pull for him now, even from (give or take) 1,688 miles away, as he attempts to do what the Celtics teams of the last two years couldn't do: topple the hated Miami Heat in a seven-game playoff series. Long story short, we adore the guy.

But if you zoom out a bit, examining the national perspective on the lumbering big man who took his talents to the Sooner State last winter, you see that we might be alone.