About Me

I grew up in Durham, North Carolina. I did something when I was 22 that changed the game: I moved to New York City. I live, breathe and bleed DUKE University, namely DUKE basketball. Krzyzewski is an added word to my spell-check dictionary as I use it nearly everyday. I met my Boston-born wife, Ariana, a DUKE grad, in NYC, during grad school, when we both worked at a restaurant together... named Duke's (zero relation). My first name is Sarah - with an "h", my middle name is my Grandmother’s maiden name and my last name (apparently) means Goose of the Forest.
Showing posts with label National Champion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label National Champion. Show all posts

Monday, March 11, 2013

The Laett Show


I love the article entitled “The Most Hated College Basketball Players of the Last 30 Years” by Rafe Bartholomew recently posted on Grantland.
I love it.  Like, love it.  And for two very distinct reasons.  Number one: I don’t have to spend an entire entry here waxing poetic as to why DUKE has their very own region; Bartholomew puts that information right out there by saying, “The Duke alumni and coaches and players must know that the real reason they are hated is because they are so damn good.”  That one sentence saved me the better part of a day and frankly, my bosses probably really appreciate having more of my attention on this Monday.  The other reason I love (I mean, love) this is because brackets are difficult.  Just when you think you’ve got a real chance at cleaning up in your office pool, along comes a Davidson or a VCU or a George Mason that you just did not see coming.  But, not this bracket.  I don’t even have to look at the 80’s, 90’s or 00’s region to know who wins.  It doesn’t matter to me who they have where and how they seeded those other three regions; I know who is winning this thing.  It’s going to be him, I just know it.   If I could take this thing to Vegas and put every asset that I have behind it, I’d be on the next flight.  It’s going to be that guy… the one who hit The Shot (capping a perfect game that fateful March 28th)… Mr. Final Four… the guy who holds the NCAA Tournament record for points scored, free throws made, free throws attempted and games played… the two-time National Champion… the 1991 NCAA Final Four Most Outstanding Player… the 1992 Naismith Player of the Year… the 1992 John Wooden Award winner… the 1992 USBWA Player of the Year… the 1992 Adolph Rupp Award winner… the 1992 NABC Player of the Year… the 1992 AP College Player of the Year… the 1992 Sporting News College Player of the Year… the 1992 ACC Player of the Year… the 1991 and 1992 ACC Athlete of the Year… the 1991 and 1992 NCAA All-American…  the 1992 Olympic Gold Medalist.  It’s so going to be that guy and really; it’s not fair.  He wins everything.



Monday, March 4, 2013

Hats off...




This Tuesday night, March 5, 2013, four seniors, four National Champion seniors, will take the floor for the last time in Cameron Indoor Stadium: Todd Zafirovski, Seth Curry, Mason Plumlee and Ryan Kelly. 



Todd.  TdotZaf.  From walk-on to National Champion to favorite of the Cameron Crazies: “We Want Todd!” breaks out at nearly every game in Durham (and for good reason).  While it may not show up in every stat sheet, your value to the team is not without notice.  You have recorded rebounds, assists, points and blocks for one of the premiere college programs in history - I don’t know too many people who can say that.  You’ve also been on the ACC Academic Honor Roll.  You’ve done the dirty work - showing up for every practice, guarding the likes of Brian Zoubek and Mason Plumlee, and giving everything that you have on the floor of Cameron Indoor Stadium when the seats are completely empty.  They say a champion is someone who trains when no one else is watching…  Well, there’s a reason chants of “We Want Todd!” break out in Cameron… it’s because you are an example of what can be accomplished should you choose to accomplish your goals.  Thank you, Todd.  You have been an inspiration. 

Seth, thank you for stepping up on February 9, 2011, and jolting UNC for 22 points (on 8 for 12 shooting) when the game seemed all but lost.  Thank you for hanging 20 points and pulling down 7 rebounds during the greatest sporting event I have ever witnessed: 903.  Thank you for bringing yet another accolade to DUKE on February 10, 2013, when you became one-half of the highest scoring brother duo in the history of college basketball.  Thank you for automatic free throws (nearly 82% over three years at DUKE).  Thank you for three pointers (41% over three years at DUKE); for ball-handling; for steals, for leadership (Keep Calm and Curry On), for playing through injuries, for your mouthpiece.  And let the world forever know what every Blue Devil has always known: there would be one less banner in Durham were it not for you - Ring or no Ring.  Thank you, Seth Curry.  Watching you has truly been astonishing.

Mason, Mason, Mason.  The second of three Plumlees to put on a DUKE uniform.  National Champion Mason Plumlee.  We have been so fortunate to have had you for four years and we’ve loved you from day one.  That said; you have exceeded everyone’s expectations.  You have become our rock; our option one; our National Player of the Year candidate; the guy who turns in double-doubles night-after-night; the guy who improved his one weakness so greatly that he stepped right up in the heat of a game against Boston College on February 10, 2013, and sank the free throw to win the game. You then turned around and buried two crucial free throws against Miami on March 2, 2013.  I don’t think I have ever seen you take a play off.  You battled play-after-play against Michigan State’s Draymond Green on November 15, 2012; and without it, we wouldn’t have watched history that night.  Your athleticism is off the charts and your dunks are all to be praised - from the first one to the record breaker and then some.  You chose to come back for your senior year and for that, plus the three years that preceded it, thank you, Mason.  Having you as our guy has been a blessing.

Ryan, had I written this three days ago, I would have talked about how you too were a part of our 2010 National Championship team.  I probably would have mentioned how in your senior season, you are averaging a field-goal rate of nearly 50%.  I would have certainly highlighted your 56% three-point field-goal shooting.  I would have talked about your leadership, your calmness under pressure, your participation in the aforementioned 903 game.  (And Ryan, you didn’t just participate in the game, you played perfectly… literally.)  You went 3 for 3 from the field, including 2 for 2 from three; 6 for 6 from the free throw line, finishing you off with 14 points.  You also blocked a shot, dished an assist, grabbed a theft and pulled down 4 rebounds.  So, yeah, thanks for making history.  

But, back to my point: I didn’t write this three days ago; I’m writing it today - two days after you did what you did (and you know what you did).  From January 8, 2013 to March 2, 2013, 52 days came and went without you on the floor.  Four losses also came as a result.  As March loomed closer and closer, panic intensified for DUKE fans everywhere, myself certainly included.  But then, in late February, a glimmer of hope.  If turned to when, and when became March 2, 2013.  An agonizing 52 days had passed and in 32 minutes, you erased every single doubt that had built in those 52 days.  You hit from the side, from straight on, in the paint, with a runner and from the free throw line. You put on the ultimate clinic in a building where clinics have become commonplace.  You may not go on to win National Player of the Year Awards but there is no doubting who is the most valuable player of the year.  Thank you, Ryan Kelly.  What you have brought to DUKE has been nothing short of sensational.



Another year, another senior night.  They never get easier.  Each year, one night in March, a bittersweet feeling of “I cannot imagine our team without these guys” comes over me.  This year is no different.  Thankfully, just like every year past, we will somehow get through it.  We move on but we never forget.  We’ll never stop remembering the chants of “We Want Todd!”  We don’t forget memories like comebacks over UNC.  We won’t forget a four-year stud who has sent shockwaves through the building with his thunderous dunks all while also bailing us out on the free throw line (of all places).  We can’t forget a thirty-six point performance over a top-5 team after not playing for nearly two months.  These are memories that will stay with us forever.  We keep moving because DUKE Basketball Never Stops, but we never, ever forget.  So, seniors, hats off to you.  It has been an honor.