I was at the Final Four when we came back to beat Maryland. I was there with my best friend from Duke, and couldn’t believe we had flown all the way out (we had to fly into Des Moines and drive like idiots to make the first game) to see a blow out. Watching Gary do a nuclear meltdown was particularly enjoyable (“How bad do you want Duke to win?” was one of his milder verbal assaults at the refs). After the game we went to a local bar, where there were more than a few stunned Terp fans drowning their sorrows. Of course the TVs in the place had the post-game highlights going, showing the incredible comeback. My friend and i were cheering and high-fiving every play, even though it was a replay. The Terp fans were too depressed to even glare at us. What a wonderful night.