Forever nicknamed "The Shot," it would propel Duke into the annals of history, and it would make me a Duke fan forever.
However, at 10 years old, I wasn't yet mature in my love of basketball. When they won the tourney in 92, I didn't really care, and it would be 9 years before they won it again.
When they won in 2001, I had bigger fish to fry. I was proud that we won of course, but I was a senior in high school, I was takin care of my mom, and I was trying to bang girls.
However, about 4 years ago, I buckled in for a ride as I started following Duke basketball religiously. You can thank a young man named J.J. Reddick for that, the kid that everyone loved to hate on the team that everyone loves to hate.
There were 3 young men on that team that were freshmen. They went by the names of Scheyer, Thomas and Zoubek.
That Duke team spent the next 3 years getting pounded by UNC and that douchefuck Hansbrough. They lost in the first round of the tourney one year, and never made it past the Sweet 16. In the meantime, those fuckers over at Chapel Hill won a national title.
My heart was heavy.
However, this year was different. We started out winning games. Then we lost some on the road. Then we won some on the road. Then we beat the DOG SHIT out of UNC, and I was thrilled. Then we beat them again. Then we won the ACC Championship.
You may wonder why I keep saying "we." It is because I am a FAN. I'm not a bandwagon guy. When they lose, I defend them vehemently to everyone of the Duke haters out there, which let's face it, there are a LOT. I consider myself part of the team.
When we got the tits bracket in the tourney, it scared me more than anything. We were lambasted for getting such a spot, and people were predicting (even our own retarded president) that we'd be beaten by Villanova. Then 1 seeds started dropping like flies. We kept winning. People kept talking trash. We kept winning.
5 games we won, and it all came down to last night. The "David and Goliath" matchup. The "Hoosiers" sequel. And while I have the utmost respect for the Butler team that showed up last night, hell they had me on my knees in front of my TV when that last shot went up, but...
WE ARE NATIONAL CHAMPIONS!
So yeah. The air is a little sweeter this morning. I have a pep in my step, and I have a happy song in my head. I spent two hours just sitting and watching the TV last night with a shit eating grin on my face. I have that same grin while I'm typing this. As I write it, kids are filtering in either congratulating me or just avoiding eye contact. It is the greatest feeling in the world, and I get a whole year of trash talking that goes along with it. Even though they'll never read this, I have something to say to the seniors.
Scheyer, you left it all on the floor. You led your team this year, and you did it superbly. You deserve this.
Zoubek, I loved you and hated that little bone in your foot for 3 years. Thanks for being a hero last night, but I gotta tell you. If Hayward had hit that last shot... Woo.
Thomas, I don't know how they play ball in Jersey, but for sure after watching you play last night and this year in general, I want to go take lessons. You are the ultimate team player. You might not get the credit, but you handle that with a poise that I would have trouble with. You are a hero.
To the rest of my beloved Blue Devils, I want you to know that I have backed you all season, and I have endured much grief while doing it. I would do it all over again in a heartbeat, and I am so proud of you all!
Singler and Smith, umm...please stick around one more year, k? Thanks.
By the way, if you want to talk shit about this, go ahead. I'll just take that as a sign of your respect. I don't expect to get a response to this, because I am one of 3 Duke fans in the whole of blogland. Worth it.