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Everybody’s buzzing — even the most casual of basketball fans — about Duke vs. North Carolina in the Final Four this weekend.
No one cares about the other game between Villanova and Kansas except people from those colleges.
This is perfect. What a delicious and diabolical setup.
Keep the attention on the one game between the deepest of all blue bloods, college basketball’s dynamic duo overloaded with gaggles of five-star McDonald All-Americans for the past thirty years.
Continue to ignore Jay Wright and his Villanova Wildcats. Disrespect his team and the fact that he’s led his team to two national titles.
Keep babbling on about Coach K’s Coronation. Take over the top worship to new heights. Fill up the hyperbole bucket so it spills over.
Then watch the Dukie Dance Fever party get blown up for the second time in five weeks. Remember how sweet it felt a few weeks ago on your taste buds when Carolina dropped a bomb on the Cameron Indoor celebration on Coach Charisma’s last game at the Duke home court?
You saw the tears in the eyes of the Cameron Crazies. Those poor downtrodden kids from New York’s fanciest prep schools with the zany high SAT scores and 4.2 grade point averages. They came to watch a celebration; they instead saw a disaster. How disappointed they felt.
The same scenario will play out at this weekend’s Final Four but on an even more everlasting scale. But your taste buds will sense something even sweeter because the stakes are higher – Coach Courage’s sixth national title in his last game as coach.
There’s only one guy left in the Final Four who has the chops to outwit Coach InKredible. You know him: Jay Wright. Watch him do the Wright thing by unleashing a wrecking ball on the Pukes next Monday night.
No one’s expecting this. But trust me: I’m Wright.
He’s the one guy standing between Coach K from being anointed as the world’s greatest person. It’s a tall ask. Jay will have the answer.
The thing about Jay is he’s got that “it” factor people talk about. Some writers have that “it” ability to write in a way that moves people at a visceral level. It’s not easy to describe, but it’s there. You sense it.
Jay’s “it” blends intelligence, class, humility, savvy, and likability. He’ll figure out a way to get Coach Komplainer upset at the refs and make those unpleasant faces that make us all wonder why he gets so upset about basketball. Then call time out and yell at his players as if they violated him personally.
Jay will stay cool. He won’t be a jerk. He’ll act the Wright way. And the Wildcats will ensure the Wrong team doesn’t win.
Afterward, K will pout and cry and tell us how lucky a guy he is and say how much he loves his players. All 358 of them will be at the Final Four and have the second sour-tasting party in five weeks to rinse.
The Duke after-party will stink. And the rest of us will smell the scent of Spring roses.
All across this country, from the East Coast to the West Coast, up and down the Mississippi River and to the Great Northwest and all flyover zones, all will be Wright with our worlds.
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