shep. and I took our show on the road tonight, heading out to Four Corners to watch Carolina take on ECU (and, more importantly, to drink some beers and eat some buffalo chicken sandwiches), and by the time ECU kicked the winning field goal with 2 seconds left on the clock, the whole place was on their feet shouting and stomping, and the post-game disappointment was palpable and, unexpectedly, also unexpected. Down to the moment the ball sailed through the goalposts, everyone in the bar actually believed that the Heels were going to win. The irrational hope that Butch Davis engenders in the Tar Heel faithful is really sort of completely charming, and I didn't expect it at all.
Also, we'd like to take TJ Yates home with us.
(We used to be here, but this is a much better name.)
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