sly fly said:
Hey, Cheese. Go grab me my Gatorade.
okay - that one I don't get.
Sidenote - highlite of my "illustrious" career - Duke basketball camp, summer 1992, Coach K makes one of his few appearances while the games are going on and I'm having a pretty good game, but as it comes down to the last shot, with 1 second left, I hit a three from the corner to win it. Coach K walks by at that moment and with a smile says, "Nice shot." Yeah, I cherish that little nugget, nothing like having the greatest college coach of all time actually see you do ANYTHING good, much less, hit a game winner.
That being said, that camp freaking sucked. His asst. Coach did most of the work and was a total piece of crap - was his name Pete Guadet, or something like that? Stcoky guy, who took over that one year when Coach K went out halfway through the year. My friends and I who attended the camp all called each other KNEW Duke was finished for the season and they were. If he couldn't get 14-18 year olds to listen to him, there was no way he was gonna get college kids to. Coach K - for as little time as he spent there always COMMANDED respect, just by his very presence. I always hate Duke, but I respect the hell out of that program just because of him.