My Uncle Todd would probably say that the guys just didn't want it enough, didn't play as well. And, unfortunately, he'd be right. We looked tenative and unsure. Especially Tyler. What was that? We couldn't hit shots, threes, free throws. And Duke just kept getting through. Tonight (and it KILLS me to say this) they were the better team.
I suppose the only thing that could be sweeter than beating Duke at home will be beating them at their court. I'll count the days until then.
This is Leslie, Tarheel born and Tarheel bred, signing off.