Few college teams have fans as loyal and as vocal as the Duke Blue Devils. I mean, when your team is 22-1 (10-0 in conference play) and ranked number 2 in the nation, there is a lot to cheer about. Not to mention that the Blue Devils are a force to be reckoned with year in and year out and have been for the past two decades. The Duke fans, as they should be, are proud of their team and the team's accomplishments, cheering on star players annually (yes, this means you Cherokee Parks). With all the winning, all the talent, all the money, all the media, all the ACC titles, all the...well, it's just difficult to see why these fans take so much scathing torment from around the league, and with the Dukies on a roll this season, we here at Fandemonium decided to take a closer look at the Duke faithful.
Duke Fans (The Cameron Crazies)
Location: Durham, North Carolina’s collaboration of many scrawny white children from around the country who scored well in both the math AND verbal portions of the Scholastic Aptitude Test.
Fashion (Faux Pas): The nerd fan at its finest: Non-athletic bodies without shirts; horrible-looking 1970’s blazers; Napoleon Dynamite-esque wigs and headbands; oversized Duke rugby-style shirts; T-Shirts with clever witticisms bashing UNC that nobody gets. These fans, or course, are the visible ones that sit near the court. The not so passionate fans that inhabit the upper tiers can be seen decked-out in cargo pants and t-shirts bought at the adultswim.com online store.
Moments They Never Shut-up About: Christian Laettner’s miracle shot against Kentucky; Steve Wojciechowski pounding on the floor; Telling everyone how awesome their cheers are.
Moment That Makes Them Cringe: Watching J.J. Reddick actually trying to play in the pros; actually playing sports themselves.
Stereotypical Pre-Game Ritual: Bowing-down to miniature false idols of Mike Krzyzewski; rubbing Dick Vitale’s bald head as he goes into a Duke-induced paroxysm every Wednesday night.
Common Misconception: All Duke fans are family friends with Coach K, played pick up basketball against Bobby Hurley, and are afraid to look stupid.
Location: Durham, North Carolina’s collaboration of many scrawny white children from around the country who scored well in both the math AND verbal portions of the Scholastic Aptitude Test.
Fashion (Faux Pas): The nerd fan at its finest: Non-athletic bodies without shirts; horrible-looking 1970’s blazers; Napoleon Dynamite-esque wigs and headbands; oversized Duke rugby-style shirts; T-Shirts with clever witticisms bashing UNC that nobody gets. These fans, or course, are the visible ones that sit near the court. The not so passionate fans that inhabit the upper tiers can be seen decked-out in cargo pants and t-shirts bought at the adultswim.com online store.
Moments They Never Shut-up About: Christian Laettner’s miracle shot against Kentucky; Steve Wojciechowski pounding on the floor; Telling everyone how awesome their cheers are.
Moment That Makes Them Cringe: Watching J.J. Reddick actually trying to play in the pros; actually playing sports themselves.
Stereotypical Pre-Game Ritual: Bowing-down to miniature false idols of Mike Krzyzewski; rubbing Dick Vitale’s bald head as he goes into a Duke-induced paroxysm every Wednesday night.
Common Misconception: All Duke fans are family friends with Coach K, played pick up basketball against Bobby Hurley, and are afraid to look stupid.
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