PROVIDENCE, R.I. -- They will arrive, sweaters casually draped over their shoulders and clutching Kate Spade bags, their sockless feet shoved into loafers and their collars perfectly popped, to root for their team -- either the undermanned scrappers from that rough-and-tumble campus of Duke University or the plucky underdogs from the hardscrabble world of Yale University.
And America will pause to light a candle and mourn the temporary death of March Madness, when the light-beer game stepped aside for the Chardonnay crowd.
Duke versus Yale, elite versus upper-crust, Biff versus Bronwyn.
The two teams' tale of the tape does not just include points per game for each team (81.