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Mercer took a 65-63 lead with just under 2 minutes remaining. Then the Bears broke it open.

“Fix the TV! Fix the TV!” someone hollered.

But no one seemed to care. The sound from the broadcast feed played on. Soon, part of the picture returned, just not the part with the Mercer basket.

Then, 19 seconds left.

No picture, but a sound.

A Mercer free throw.

Stripping the net.

Loud and clear, a bear claw of a dagger.

Mercer 74, Duke 68.

Commence bedlam.

Students streamed from dormitories.

Shirtless young men embraced.

Old-timers beamed.

College kids beelined for celebratory brewskis. Others had long since partaken.

“I don’t even know what to say,” said sophomore Chris Walker, a political science major from Miami. “Oh my God! Oh my God!”

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