This year’s Big Dance will likely be defined by the seasoned veteran that can solidify his legacy even further with a deep tourney run.
It’s that time of year again—baseball season. Yes, college basketball is entering the stretch run of conference play and a top-10 team loses seemingly every day to create an interesting continuum of parity as March Madness approaches.
Last week, someone upstairs decided it’d be fun to delete all the words between “Duke” and “underdog” except “is the”, and for the first time in this columnist’s memory, the Blue Devils played the role of the punchy, undermanned upstart as though they’d completely forgotten about last year’s success.
These days, it feels like being a woman and being an NFL fan are mutually exclusive.
Whoever said “Offense wins games, defense wins championships,” must have had the NBA All-Star Game in mind.
Last week, Mike Krzyzewski and his Blue Devils dropped out of the top 25 for the first time since the 2007-08 season.
We’ll certainly see Peyton Manning once again next season. For his sake, I hope it’s on a commercial for Papa Johns or Nationwide instead of on the football field.
This is a weird time to be alive.
Chaotic. Unpredictable. Carnage. These words are not being used to recount the end result of gladiators strapping on armor and ripping one another to shreds for the amusement of the Roman populus—they are descriptions of the 2015-16 college basketball season. But let me add another word to the mix: beautiful.
In a season in which no dominant team has emerged, the top 25 teams in the country combined for 16 losses last week. But the team that has yet to suffer a defeat will not have the chance to become the first undefeated national champion since Indiana in 1976.
A look at how far players from both teams have traveled to get to New York for Saturday's Pinstripe Bowl.
For two of the Blue Devils’ national championship winning freshmen from a year ago, the stability of the organizations that selected them may be much more important than where their names ended up on the draft board.
The next time you’re watching your team play, maybe think about it before proclaiming them the best in the land, and when it comes to preseason predictions and polls: Just say no.
It’s hard to care about a blowout, season-opening basketball game while something so shocking unfolds somewhere else. Sitting at Cameron while the soccer stadium in Paris was evacuated put things in perspective: That could be here. That could be us. That could be me.
After the season’s opening weekend, all the hype surrounding Duke basketball is not about its top-ranked recruiting class, nor its nationally televised showdown with No. 2 Kentucky Tuesday—but rather the magnificent scoring prowess of Grayson Allen.
“I just think that sports are stupid and anyone who likes them is just a lesser person.” As funny as I find Amy Schumer— in this moment of her hit film Trainwreck, she’s flat out wrong.
For the umpteenth time in a row, Duke finished exhibition play undefeated. Finally, it’s time for the real show to begin.
You can print a schedule off and draw a million asterisks on there, but at the end of the day, when your Sharpie and inner will have shriveled, the Blue Devils will be 6-2.
Duke’s 33.4 points per game sits in the nation’s top 50, and a healthy 5.5 yards per play produces an average of more than 400 yards per contest. But dig a little deeper and those numbers appear skewed thanks to Duke’s first-quarter performances.
By choosing to look up to Mia Hamm even after becoming a Blue Devil, that little girl who grew up playing soccer and watching Hamm is not abandoning any allegiances. If there is one thing Mia taught me, it is that a sports hero can transcends intercollegiate athletics.
