
J.J. Redick, Shane Battier, Jason Williams, Corey Magette, Mike Dunleavy. I hated each and every one of them, not to mention tens of hundreds of other Duke players since 1996 when I officially became a Maryland Terrapin. I knew none of these players personally, but I knew one thing. I hated them with a passion and with a complete distain that I can't even explain.
I hated these players because they all had one thing in common. They all played for the hated Duke Blue Devils. I hated them because these players and their student body were a bunch of cocky asses. I lived and died with every Maryland win and every horrible lost to Duke. To sum it up in a nice little package of my hatred: I literally broke laws in relation to my hatred of Duke - which I won't mention to anywhere online.
I mention all of this because as I watched the first half of tonight's Maryland vs. Duke game at Cameron Indoor Stadium (Maryland's up by 6 at the half), I am in complete shock that I don't know or have ever seen play before one Duke player from this year's team. I don't hate these guys because I know nothing about them.
I've been a horrible Terps fan for the past few years from lack of football and basketball watching (I blame living in NJ which has very few Terps games on), so I could barely tell you the starting lineup even of the Maryland Terrapins team. There used to be a time that I could name every player, their shooting tendencies and the shots they made to beat another team five years ago. Now I couldn't tell you who's the 6th man off the bench. And now, I can't even admit that I hate anyone with passion who plays for Duke.
That's sad. Not as sad as this little 5 year old Duke fan was after his team lost to the Terps in the 2004 ACC Championship, but sad nonetheless.
I hated these players because they all had one thing in common. They all played for the hated Duke Blue Devils. I hated them because these players and their student body were a bunch of cocky asses. I lived and died with every Maryland win and every horrible lost to Duke. To sum it up in a nice little package of my hatred: I literally broke laws in relation to my hatred of Duke - which I won't mention to anywhere online.
I mention all of this because as I watched the first half of tonight's Maryland vs. Duke game at Cameron Indoor Stadium (Maryland's up by 6 at the half), I am in complete shock that I don't know or have ever seen play before one Duke player from this year's team. I don't hate these guys because I know nothing about them.
I've been a horrible Terps fan for the past few years from lack of football and basketball watching (I blame living in NJ which has very few Terps games on), so I could barely tell you the starting lineup even of the Maryland Terrapins team. There used to be a time that I could name every player, their shooting tendencies and the shots they made to beat another team five years ago. Now I couldn't tell you who's the 6th man off the bench. And now, I can't even admit that I hate anyone with passion who plays for Duke.
That's sad. Not as sad as this little 5 year old Duke fan was after his team lost to the Terps in the 2004 ACC Championship, but sad nonetheless.

In his 11 year postseason career, Mariano Rivera has a 8-1 record, 34 saves, a 0.80 ERA, a .75 WHIP, and over 50 innings where he hasn't given up a hit. Those numbers are not good. Those numbers are not great. Those numbers are ridiculous! Completely ridiculous that Mariano isn't even in the same league as other closers in Major League Baseball season. He is far and above the greatest closer in Major League Baseball and maybe one of the best postseason players and dominators period in baseball history. And through all of those seasons, Mariano hasn't even been one of the Top 5 paid Yankees. Yet, he's been probably the most important Yankee during the 90s Dynasty.





