I grew up in Maryland. My house was less than 5 miles from Cole Field House - the past home of the University of Maryland Terrapins basketball team. My dad was a student at the university shortly after my birth. We were a Terps family. We cheered for all Terps sports, but especially football and basketball. We cheered for all teams who played against Duke.
When I went to Syracuse for graduate school, I had to (sarcastically) beg permission from my brother and dad to cheer for my college team. Having gone to a smaller undergraduate school where the football team played their biggest games on the soccer field, it was fun to go to a big sports school for grad school. But at heart, the Terps are still my first team.
A few weeks ago, Luke broke my heart and cheered repeatedly for Duke when they played a basketball game again Maryland. I was devastated. I had to take a moment to collect myself, and finally convinced Luke that we were a Maryland family, even though Duke was beating the pants off of them.
So imagine Luke's surprise when we took the family to a Duke lacrosse game this past weekend. They were playing against Towson, who he decided to cheer for because "they weren't Duke." He's learning.
It was a gorgeous day, so after the game, we decided to take a walk around campus. Most of the students were either on spring break or in Greensboro for the ACC tournament. Say what you want about Duke sports... they have a beautiful college campus.