Krzyzewski and Smith were bitter rivals when they coached against each other. Smith was a godlike figure in North Carolina when Krzyzewski arrived at Duke in 1980. His shadow grew even longer when he won his first national championship in 1982 while Krzyzewski was struggling to a 10-17 record in his second season at Duke. A year later, when Jim Valvano won the national championship at North Carolina State while Duke was going 11-17, Krzyzewski appeared to be completely overwhelmed, surrounded on Tobacco Road by an icon and a rock star. Smith was only fifty-one and had the best program in the sport. Valvano was thirty-seven and was the most popular and in-demand person in the sport. Krzyzewski was 38-47 and had most Duke people screaming for his head.I still love that story. I know that many people consider Krzyzewski a Smith-like figure these days. Many people consider him the guy that gets all the talent, all the calls, and all the attention from media. And to some degree that's true. In the age of ESPN and the internet, Krzyzewski is everywhere. But North Carolina is a state school, and Smith will always be God in North Carolina. That's something Krzyzewski will never be. However, when it's all said and done, he may very well be considered - if only by a slight margin - the better coach (except, of course, for 99% of the state of North Carolina.) Only time will tell.
To his credit, he never panicked and he never lost his sense of humor. During his second season at Duke, he made a recruiting visit to the home of a talented six-foot-ten kid from Oklahoma named Mark Acres. As he made his pitch to Acres and his parents, Krzyzewski quickly became convinced that he wasn't getting through, that what he was selling they weren't buying. Still, he had to go through with the ritual, make the best effort he could, especially since Acres would probably be the best player on his team the day he arrived on campus. Throughout the evening, Acres's mother never once opened her mouth, never asked a question, never made a comment. Finally, Krzyzewski turned to her and asked if there was anything she wanted to know about Duke or if she had any questions at all. Mrs. Acres shook her head and said, "No, I don't need to ask any questions because the only thing that matters is that Mark go to school someplace where he can be close to God."
Krzyzewski paused a moment and then, feeling pretty certain he wasn't getting the kid regardless of how he responded, said, "Well, you know, if Mark comes to Duke, God will be coaching eight miles down the road at Chapel Hill."
The Acres family didn't get the joke. It didn't really matter. Mark went Oral Roberts.
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