Championship Monday

So, the Tar Heels are playing the Michigan State Spartans tonight in Detroit's Ford Field. I can't imagine the excitement [and general disdain] against Carolina in Detroit tonight BUT I can comment on the general feeling here at UNC. Right now it's raining and the weather is miserable. That isn't really putting a damper on my fellow tar heels and I, though, given that everyone is excited and in a frenzy over the game tonight. After fumbling and losing in last year's Final Four we are coming back to win this game in A BIG WAY! So, hopefully, as all of Chapel Hill is nice and sauced on whiskey, screwdrivers, beer, and Jagermeister we'll be able to victoriously shout "N.C.U."!

So, I didn't post this when I first wrote it and am now coming back to it the day after our awesome victory over Michigan State. Last night was incredible. After an exciting game in which we just mopped the floor with Michigan State, any Heel able to rushed Franklin Street like it was nobody's business. The general feeling was euphoric and, even compared to beating DooK, it was INSANE! I was able to help start a fire along with another few guys; threw in my undershirt and socks. Thought about just throwing everything in and running around naked but that'd probably have gotten me arrested. I was walking around [or, really, shoving my way along against the enormous crowd] with Mr. Kyle Brown. We saw a lot of fun, fucked up, and just downright great things. Some girls confused Franklin Street with Bourbon St in New Orleans and thought flashing everyone would be a good idea. It was... charming? Some kids were able to climb onto the street signs for Franklin St and Columbia, and just about ruined them and the Walk/Do Not Walk sign. It was great. Someone was trying to bring down a leafless tree on the sidewalk to throw it into the conflagration that was the mass of t-shirts and sweaters on fire. It was quite the sight to see. Overall, it was a great night. Hell, a fucking FANTASTIC one.

I didn't post this after originally writing it for some stupid reason. Honestly, though, re-reading it, I didn't express the excitement I was feeling then and, reliving it, now. Hopefully for those of you non-Tar Heels reading this, you can be confident that it was a major highlight of my collegiate experience. So, fuck yea!