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You hate us because we are too busy winning to care about you hating us. You hate us because we are cocky and arrogant and expect to beat you each and every time. You hate us because we play stifling defense and slap the floor and force turnovers. You hate us because our stifling defense does not commit fouls and wreaks havoc on your mediocre offense. That we win so often that ESPN is in talks to change ESPN Classic into ESPN Cameron. You hate that our fingers are heavy from all of the rings we wear, and you hope that the rafters cave in so the Crazies suffocate under all of the banners. You hate that most announcers, including Dickie V, love us because we aren’t criminals, we graduate our players, and we win titles. It is really obnoxious of us, I know. You hate that our coach, a little man with an admittedly rat-like face, happens to know basketball better than Dumbledore knows magic. You hate that American Express recognizes this and plasters his image all over TV. It drives you nuts that he doesn’t have to cheat. That we don’t need tutors to write our essays and that, if nothing else, we aren’t stupid enough to tweet about the illegal benefits we receive. You hate that Coach K is so good that our country, America herself, begged him to bring home a gold in the Olympics. And you know what? You sort of hate that he delivered. You hate us so much that you write books about it. You dedicate entire websites and write rap songs about it. You hate that we sound well-spoken in interviews, and you hate that we don’t have to take the ACT six times. You can’t stand that after we kick your ass on the court for four years, we go on to become NBA stars, ESPN analysts, journalists, and Division I coaches. You hate that we can take a charge, and you’re just jealous that you can’t flop as well. It sucks for you that Duke basketball has such rabid fans, that we passionately care about our school and our program, that we show up to make sure everyone knows it. It sucks that we make your fans look pathetic in the process. I pretty much guarantee that your alumni list is longer than ours, so it is just that we all care more. And you hate that. You hate that some of our student body comes from privileged homes, and you assume that we haven’t worked our asses off to become the best of the best. You are wrong about that, but you are too busy hating to know any better. It is so unfair that we have state-of-the-art facilities, a history-packed arena that caters towards students, and a camp of Crazies waiting outside. You hate that we are a dominating force on the recruiting trail again, because it comes down to the fact that we are, above all else, winners. And you hate that I am right. The truth is, you used to love us. You loved us when we were the squeaky clean underdogs, led by some unknown and unpronounceable coach, trying to topple the mighty UNLV. You loved us when we finally did. You just hate that, since then, we haven’t forgotten how to win. And you hate that we never will.
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“There will be a lot of guys who will win 900 games eventually but to be the first two and it be the coach and his player to do it, is such a unique — something very unique and that’s the type of relationship and friendship I’ve had with Coach Knight. I’m glad I can share a moment, that moment with him. I’ve shared very really good ones with him.”
“Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty this hatred, how did it find us? Did it steal into out lives or did we seek it out and embrace it? What happened to us? That we now send our children into the world like we send young men to war, hoping for their safe return but knowing that some would be lost along the way.”—One Tree Hill