22
Jan
09

J.J. Redick’s poems are such a sudden rush for me

With the Terps heading into Cameron Indoor this Saturday at noon, Duke Week is upon us (yeah, I know, not a full week, but I still like that term metaphorically).

Why do I hate Duke? Let me count the ways. Simple jealousy is the lazy man’s (ie, Tony Kornheiser’s) argument. I hate them because they’re a bunch of elitist, lily-white, smug, self-important, prep school trust fund baby puke bags. If it was simple jealousy, why is there not this same national level of hate for, say, North Carolina, or UCLA? Plus, what does Maryland have to be jealous of? We may be down right now, but we have our Final Fours and our championship. And we have a football team to boot. So suck it, Duke. You are my rival and you always will be, even if Maryland is 0-15 going in. I don’t care where you come down on the matter. You’re my rival and I don’t need your approval for that. And you know what? Because of these feelings, because we are the underdogs against you and because we relish that role, Maryland will always have a chance to beat you. So again. Suck it.

This will be one of several anti-Duke posts between now and Saturday, when the big upset — yes, the big upset — will take place. Let’s get it started with some inspiring words from one of Duke’s favorite sons, future poet laureate J.J. Redick. Let’s take a listen.

No bandage can cover my scars
It’s hard living a life behind invisible bars
Searching for the face of God
I’m only inspired by the poems of Nas
Because the truth has carved my life’s patterns
The reality of pain, and the joy of laughter
My hopes and dreams shattered
by the miscalculation of my own situation
It’s difficult to keep my nerves patient
Facing the forecast of fears
that none of my peers have ever been faced with
I wanna reach the top floor, but I’m stuck in the basement
With not enough juice to burst through
the chains that have shackled my brain
It seems my dreams have carried me to a separate peace
apart from reality
Society is allowing me to grow into the man I’m destined to become
But how can I move when my entire skeleton is numb?
Numb from the obstacles that I’ve been given
Suddenly the bars connect to walls
and I find myself contained inside life’s prison

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