I have a bad feeling Duke will be in the Final Four. Even worse, they’ll probably win the damn thing. Nobody upsets Duke … they win the games they are supposed to win. Which means I’ll probably go camping next weekend instead of watching the Final Four.
There are upsets all over the board. With Ohio State falling to Wichita State, three of my Final Four bracket predictions are already out. Louisville losing would put all the #1 seeds out.
And the thing that gets me is, people ask me why I don’t like Duke. In fact, one of the people inspiring this blog asks me what is it about Duke making me want them to lose everything? Because I went to another Atlantic Coast Conference school, and I know just about everyone who goes to Duke is a super-douchebag. It’s a requirement. Their basketball team is full of super-douchebags, and coached by one of the biggest douchebags ever. Coach K and L.B. James are two of the very few people who could get me to pull for another country in the Olympics. It’s like Coach K says “I’m assembling the squad with the biggest douchebags; the biggest scrotums ever” and then it happens.
And that little cheer when the Duke-bags lose, “That’s all right, That’s OK, You‘ll all work for us some day.” So what? Its what most Dukies hear when they rout an Ivy League school.
