My friend Mike, Uber Duke fan, called up to Syracuse and told me I had to come down for the game. Since I had young kids at home, I was thrilled that my husband agreed and I had the whole weekend to myself. I was one of the few Syracuse fans in the Greensboro Coliseum, and I wore an orange sweatshirt. When Syracuse came out on the floor with Otto, The entire duke fan base stood up, pointed, and chanted, " silly mascot! Silly mascot!" I knew that Mike was a pretty intense fan, but got to see it myself up close and personal. At one point he was standing on the armrests of his chair, shrieking at the top of his lungs. It was a most satisfying victory, which I celebrated quietly to myself while Mike moped and muttered darkly all the way back to Durham.