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Standing motionless against the wall outside the Duke tennis locker room, a tan silhouette against a stark white background, Kathy Sell's eyes said all that her mind hadn't quite grasped and probably didn't want to. More emotionally empty than emotionally drained, she stared at the small gathering of media, her lips moving silently over words that simply wouldn't come.
RICHMOND, Va. - When the question was asked before last season's NCAA tournament, she paused for a second, leaning back against the stiff wooden chair as a smile crept across her face like a stream swelling over its banks.
RICHMOND, Va. - In an office as littered with boxes as her wall is with awards, Gail Goestenkors admitted all the way back in October that her team would take her only as far as she could take them.
Like a dime store knockoff of an Agatha Christie novel, Duke women's basketball is getting to be a little formulaic: You're pretty sure you know how it's going to end, there's just the simple matter of whodunit.
Moving into the second round of the NCAA tournament is one thing, but getting on head coach Gail Goestenkors' good side is entirely another.
GREENSBORO - Tear-choked and game-weary, Missy West sat staring out at the assembled media with a spent stare that said everything that didn't need to be, her left hand cupping her right, as if she were holding her own hand, trying to convince even herself that she had done what she had done.
GREENSBORO - Behind a neatly arranged table, perched impossibly high on a shaky wooden stage sat the heroine, as arrogant in defeat as in victory and as full of swagger in a half-empty press room as in a buzzing coliseum.
Just when the improbable comeback for the even more improbable victory seemed like a sure thing, it all ended.
Between Peru, Ind. and Durham, N.C. there's a broad swath of land as American as baseball and plastic flamingos-731 miles worth. And Doug Rice knows every one of them like the way you know your mother's name.
Virginia (22-7, 13-3 in the ACC)
Of all the things the women's tennis team might have lost from last year's squad, its flair for the dramatic is not one of them.
I don't know that there's any place in the world as lonely as a deserted gym.
CLEMSON, S.C. - It was the latest start time in Clemson history, but fortunately for the Blue Devils, Lauren Rice's "A" game showed up right on time.
RALEIGH - It's hard to imagine exactly what Chris Carrawell was told as a high school senior. In the high school recruiting wars where hyperbole runs high and eager coaches dish out promises like Halloween candy, it's hard to imagine exactly what the St. Louis blue-chipper was told.
Twenty-five years ago, the very first Blue Devil women's basketball team took the floor. In the final part of a three-part series, The Chronicle looks at the Gail Goestenkors era.
ATLANTA - Coach Mike Krzyzewski's words said one thing-the Maryland loss didn't mean that much and the game was any other game. But Jason William's eyes and Chris Carrawell's play said something entirely else-losing streaks aren't the way Duke plays basketball.
There were 80 miles still to the state line.
Of all the things head coach Jaime Ashworth would've liked his 2000 squad to copy from its 27-win predecessor, losing to William & Mary was not one of them.
As rising sophomores playing on the ITA summer circuit, Kathy Sell and Megan Miller once rallied from a 6-0, 5-0 deficit to win a doubles event late in the circuit calendar.
She knew the drill.
