I have a confession to make.
I don’t hate Duke.
In fact, I used to love Duke.
I know. I know. College basketball fans — especially those Arizona Wildcat fans who know the history of the series between the programs and who are hyper-tuned to the frequency of East Coast Bias — are supposed to despise the big, bad Dookies.
It’s like hating the Dallas Cowboys (I do) or the Los Angeles Lakers (I really do) or the New York Yankees (I really, really do).
But Duke? I kind of feel like I was there from the beginning with Mike Krzyzewski.
Let me explain.