Game Time: Hating Duke, A Visual Montage

I'll admit it, I hate the Duke Blue Devils. The players, the assistant coaches, the head coach, the Cameron Crazies. All of them. In all of their floor-slapping, charge-taking, horrid-flopping, leg-humping, press-conference-crying, nose-picking, baby-whining, face-painting, Speedo-wearing Vitale-itarian misery, I hate them.

Therefore, it should come as no surprise that I had to go out and purchase a new television this week after a stray projectile damaged my 50-inch flat screen in the middle of the Selection Sunday show on CBS. Coincidentally, said unnamed projectile collided with the screen right around the time the South bracket had been completely unveiled. It was at about that time that we found out that the theoretical third overall seed in the tournament, the Duke Blue Devils, had pulled a region whose overall strength fell somewhere far south of the difficulty facing the higher-ranked Kansas Jayhawks and Kentucky Wildcats, and somewhere just north of the Texas Class 4-A high school tournament.

I realize that in the process of analyzing the relatively less difficult path handed to the Blue Devils, in a way I may be angering some Baylor and Texas A&M alums out there (the three and five seeds, respectively, opposite the Dukies), but know that I intend no disrespect and that, in a way, I am getting off some friendly fire as my alma mater (Notre Dame) is also part of the group that comprises the South Region.

So isn't that just like the NCAA, paving the way for Duke to make a deep run into the tournament? The only thing missing is a chartered flight to Houston and a welcome party for the South Regional. Maybe I can get that shindig together if Duke handles its business.

That's where my bracket comes in. In a decision that was half analysis and half therapeutic, I decided to pick the Louisville Cardinals to upset the Blue Devils in the second round. Was it a well-reasoned, calculated decision? Probably not. It was more like the recovering surgery patient banging the morphine drip -- yeah, it feels better when I write down "Louisville" on that second-round line, but I realize there's a good chance the pain will return when Duke whacks them by 15.

Well, so the hell what? I can't stand Duke. I despise them. And you should too!

So, as the third part in my March Madness prep course here on Hair Balls, I'm taking you on the ride with me. If I can get your blood boiling to the 300-degree fever pitch mine is, then maybe you'll give the Blue Devils, led by Blue Satan himself Coach K, their ouster in Round 2.

So here you go -- I give to you a Visual Guide to Hating the Duke Blue Devils. Not much commentary is needed, the pictures and videos should speak for themselves. But I'll hold your hand; keep all arms and legs in the ride as we go....

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Sean Pendergast is a contributing freelance writer who covers Houston area sports daily in the News section, with periodic columns and features, as well. He also hosts afternoon drive on SportsRadio 610, as well as the post game show for the Houston Texans.
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