I haven't posted about sports thus far, but as a Tar Heel I do have the obligation and sweet sweet privilege to crush The Dookies whenever appropriate. This one's terribly unsatisfying.
We love to hate, but that hate comes with grudging respect--otherwise you have no credibility. Kshashevskee is, at minimum, on the Mount Rushmore of college coaches. He may well be the GOAT. And sickening though it is to hear ad-nauseum how Duke does it The Right Way, that had been largely true on the court, despite half their student body being a basket of repugnance ("thank your grandpa for my nice cotton shirt!") and/or disgraced former Presidents.
But this is so flimsy. Karspersesky is slicker than this: it seems mailed in. Fuck You, I'm Fully Vested. 10 years ago it was a different story: George Mason senior point guard Tony Skinn threw a nutshot and coach Jim Larranaga suspended him for the NCAA first round against already favored Michigan St. What did Krezizkevkey say?
How does the right thing happen? How does anything happen?