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MY FAMILY AND I ARE TRUE TARHEELS FANS,BUT I WAS SO SADDENED WITH THE DEATH OF EVE CARSON AND THEN SO TOUCHED WITH THE TEEM WEARING HER NAME FOR THE PAST GAMES I WAS JUST WONDERING IF THEY WERE GOING TO HANG THEIR JERSEYS UP IN A GLASS SHOWCASE IN HONOR OF HER? WE ARE VERY PROUD OF THEM SHOWING SUPPORT FOR HER AND THEM AS A GREAT TEEM IN THAT TIME OF SADDNESS. GO HEELS!!

Posted: Sunday, March 16, 2008

Time to repeat that this year put up another banner for the 2007 champion

Posted: Tuesday, February 13, 2007

I was fortunate enough to have seen all
four modern-era UNC basketball championship games on TV, starting with the 1957 game against Kansas. That was the most memorable one, especially since it capped off an undefeated (32-0) season.

The TV on which I watched the game was located in a small gin mill on Henderson Street, across from the old post office (now the court house). The term "gin mill" is a misnomer, since all that was served was beer!
Since the game went into triple overtime, it didn't end until well after midnight. In those days, legal alcoholic beverages (beer and 14% wine - no port, sherry or marsala!) could not be sold after 11:45 PM and no open containers allowed after midnight. Thus, my trusty quart of beer, half consumed, had already been capped by the proprietor. When our center, Joe Quigg, blocked a final in-bounds pass intended for Wilt Chamberlain and one of our guards (Tommy Kearns) got the ball, I let loose (as did everyone else in the place). I started jumping up and down, failing to notice that I was holding the capped beer bottle. Much of that beer ended up on the floor! Afterward, we all went outside to watch the bonfire in front of the post office. What a night!!

Posted: Wednesday, February 01, 2006

I watched the game at home while periodically calling a student-worker of mine who hails from Chicago and is a diehard Illinois fan. Had Carolina lost, I would have had to wear an Illini cap for a week (thank God we won!). But because UNC won, my student-worker had to wear a Tar Heel cap (now that's much better).

On another subject, what happened to the Carolina championship softdrinks, which Cola-Cola usually does following the winning of a national championship by the basketball team?

Posted: Tuesday, December 06, 2005

On April 4, 2005 I gave birth to my second son, Davis. I knew with the game scheduled for Monday that he would be born that day and the Tarheels would win. He was born around 10:00 that morning and was dressed in Tarheel attire (pj's) by the afternoon awaiting the big game. The nurses all loved the newest Tarheel fan. He stayed awake for the whole game and the big win!! We were so excited that they had won and that little Davis was here to see it!! I'll never forget that very special day!!

Posted: Wednesday, October 05, 2005

I took a train down to Philly International airport (from school in northern Jersey), a flight down to RDU and made it to Chapel Hill just for that night. Watched the game right off Franklin St. in someone's house with some friends, then ran to Franklin to celebrate, before boarding my 6am flight back to Philly, then a train back to Jersey in time to take an exam. YES I'm crazy, and yes it was well worth it. Total time on the ground in NC? EXACTLY 12 hrs.

Posted: Saturday, August 06, 2005

As Raymond Felton's last free throw dropped through the net, I rushed to my computer and typed "UNC Tar Heels 2005 National Champs," printed a T-shirt transfer in blue ink just dark enough to read and ironed it on to a new, blank T-shirt. I put on the still-warm shirt and my wife, Nancy Tannenbaum '70, and I rushed into town to join the celebration on Franklin St., as we had done in 1993 and 1982. Thanks to cell phones, we found our son, Daniel Becton '08, and had a celebratory group hug. There followed more hugs, handshakes and high fives with friends we knew and friends we had never seen before. Though we were well above the median age, those of our vintage were rasonably well represented.

Posted: Thursday, May 12, 2005

I watched the game on TV here in Daytona Beach with my husband Mike, an "honorary" Tarheel. We were glued to the action and literally jumped up and down and shouted and danced when the final buzzer sounded. It was so cool to share it with Mike. Although I'd had the pleasure of joining the Franklin Street celebration my senior year and the 1993 victory with Mike (to whom I was newly married at the time), this may have been the sweetest victory yet. You see, we lost our beloved home of 10 years last Sept. when a twister associated with Hurricane Charley ripped off the roof. Torrents of rain further damaged the place, ruined most of its contents and forced us to leave behind a decade of precious intangible memories. Then, of course, the rest of the hurricane season further stressed us out as we hunkered down in a temporary residence. Once THAT was finally past, a series of family crises began (most of which continue today). So, it felt extremely good to celebrate something happy! I might also add that we're both big Red Sox fans (esp. Mike, who's a native of Rhode Island and also lived in Mass.), so the World Series was another highlight for us! Neither of us would characterize ourselves as sports fanatics in general, but these two teams we really care about sure helped salve our wounds with their most recent season finales. Thank you, Coach Williams and all you fabulous players! I might also add a heartfelt thank you to my husband, who after both the 1993 and 2005 basketball championships sent me flower arrangements with white and Carolina blue flowers (the most recent one even included a Styrofoam "basketball"! Husbands and wives, take note of this thoughtful idea!).

Posted: Tuesday, May 10, 2005

I worked at the MONOGRAM CLUB below the Circus Room from 1954 til 1958. I knew {and fed} the 1957 NCAA Champions. My dormmates were John Belich, Don Klopak, Ed Korman who protected me for more food. These were Football players. The Basketball players, Rosenbluth, Kearns, etc. were too skiny to protect their food, much less mine, so I sold out to the big guys and did not feed the basketball guys until they won the 1957 National Championship. They were starving, or what???

Posted: Monday, May 09, 2005

Rosemary Janecki Donnelly ('89) and I took a gamble on the Tar Heels back in January. We were on the phone with each other during the Virginia game and repeatedly remarked how good the team looked. (And how we wished we would get to play Illinois) I said that we should make plans to see the team in St Louis if we made it all the way to the Final Four. That day I found a website called "The Ticket Reserve" which offered futures for tickets to the Final Four - we purchased some. If the Tar Heels made it to the Final Four, we were guaranteed tickets to all 3 games with our futures.

As the seconds wound down on the Wisconsin game on Easter Day, I called Rose and shouted about going to St. Louis. I should have asked for that week off of work because I could scarcely think of anything unrelated to the upcoming Final Four.

The day we were to meet in St Louis, Rose's flight was cancelled out of Atlanta. She quickly made the decision to drive to St Louis by herself and spent nearly 12 hours driving.

On Saturday and Monday, we spent a lot of time at "The Big Bang" piano bar with the General Alumni Association. It was a blast to sing, cheer and generally celebrate with other enthusiastic Tar Heels. We were are thrilled to be there to see the games in person! I used my blackberry to keep in contact with fellow alums and my family. I wish they could've had made the trip with us!

Unlike the obnoxious Illini fans that spat in my face as they proclaimed their team's imminent victory, I was quietly confident we would win it all. And there were PLENTY of those obnoxious Illini fans at the championship game...it might as well have been a home game for them. We were outnumbered 3 to 1. Those of us Tar Heels at the game felt a special responsibility to cheer as loud as we could to let the team know they had support in the stadium.

We screamed our heads off and never stopped cheering. The time ran out, a small explosion sent confetti and streamers falling to the floor...we went crazy. That shut the Illini up! No more INI was chanted that night!

For the next several hours we hugged, kissed and high-fived every Tar Heel fan we ran across. Everyone was jubilant. We partied until the wee hours at The Big Bang and made our way back to the hotel around 3am.

I didn't want Rose to drive all the way back to Atlanta by herself, so I changed my flight and drove with her. We wore Tar Heel shirts, decorated the car and reminisced over the past weekend's events (and the whole season) as we made our way back to Atlanta. And my throat was killing me...it felt as if I had broken my vocal chords.

I plan to follow the Tar Heels to any future NCAA tournament games and championships. It is such a blast to be there in person and I don't plan to miss it.

(To the person who posted and didn't remember bonfires at the '93 Franklin Street celebration...it was raining that night. It rained so hard that you couldn't tell that you were being covered with Carolina Blue paint. Had the weather been better, there would certainly have been bonfires. Probably more toilet paper in the trees too.)

Posted: Saturday, May 07, 2005

Well, I was actually sitting next to Mr. Snipes (see above posting) in section 116 row Q seat 4. It was the most incredible experience of my life. The shouting and screaming as the final seconds ticked off was deafening. Everyone in light blue was going crazy, hugging and yelling and jumping in the air as throngs of orange clad folks began filing out of the arena with heads hung low. Watching Roy run to the stands and Sean looking for his family everyone else piling into a heap at center court was amazing. I just stood there straining the remainder of my vocal strength as I soaked it all in. After the presentations and the celebration in the Jones Dome was over, I, along with my travel mates, went in search of T-shirts. All of the vendors inside the dome were sold out. I turns out that they had only preprinted a very few UNC shirts because the crowd was overwhelmingly Illini. We did, however find a t-shirt shop several blocks away. I picked up what was undoubtedly the very last extra large UNC National Champion T-shirt in St. Louis. I returned to NC the next day and spent the remainder of the week rubbing it in to everyone, as my voice slowly returned to normal. Last week I found a poster of the game where I could actually see my travelling mates and myself in the crowd. Of course I bought it. A good friend snuck through the DTH line a second time to get me a Championship Edition. I still get excited thinking about it.

Posted: Saturday, May 07, 2005

As luck would have it, I celebrated the Big Win with three fellow Tar Heels in Bolivia (that's South America for the geographically challenged). We all are Peace Corps Volunteers, and we gathered from as far away as 10 hours via bus to the regional city (Santa Cruz) to watch the game in a sports bar. We managed to commandeer a TV to create the "Heel's House" section and watched intently as the Tar Heels pulled it out. After celebratory hugs and toasts amongst us the phone calls from fellow Tar Heels from all over started pouring in. How sweet it is!

Posted: Friday, May 06, 2005

Fully intending to watch the game among the faithful at the Smith Center, I developed a painful ear infection that erupted just prior to tip off. Nevertheless I watched every second at a 90 degree angle while blood oozed from my ear. The game eased my pain and brought considerable relief. It was the best medicine I could have received. My wife had to answer all of the telephone calls after the final whistle

Posted: Friday, May 06, 2005

After missing the entire ACC season, tournament and NCAA tournament due to an overseas deployment (US Navy), I eagerly anticipated anchoring and watching the game in the Philippines at 9 in the morning. The game wasn't on local television, however, the internet proved its worth in that two hour span. There's nothing like sitting on a beach twelve thousand miles away from Franklin St., having that tingle in your spine when you realize the sky will be Carolina Blue throughout the world today.

Posted: Thursday, May 05, 2005

I enjoyed the game with the best boy in the world, my 8 yr old nephew! Put him to bed before the game ended assuring him we'd win. At the buzzer, the phone calls to my home started and continued for days....all UNC alums....New York, Denver, Los Angeles, Maine, Texas, DC, Maryland, Oklahoma, Virginia, and on and on. And....the emails! Great reason to catch up with friends!

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

One of my co-workers is a huge Illinois fan, and to a lesser extent he considers the Big 10 the ultimate men's basketball conference. As a Tar Heel, I've always begged to differ on both counts. So when the Heels and the Illini went to the final, he challenged me to bring in doughnuts for the entire staff _when_ Illinois won; he'd do it if Carolina was victorious. I took that bet, and had the joy of riding him about it for nearly a full month after the game before he actually ponied up.

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Fortunately, I had planned a trip to NC to see clients in the Raleigh/Durham/Chapel Hill area that weekend and following week. What a treat it was to spend time with friends from the area as well as a friend who came all the way from Lexington, Kentucky to watch the game. In addition, I managed to convince a Duke friend to watch the final game with us. He was a good sport about it and even yelled for Carolina. When we won, we made a vow that the 6 of us would always gather in Chapel Hill whenever our team makes it to the final four.

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

IT was heavenly sitting in my family room watching those young men complete their dream. I teach high school and I have posters with the teams along with their signatures hanging all around my room. But most of all, it was Carolina not DUKE.
GO HEELS!

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

I put on my (squeezed into) second monogram sweater 1952, a carolina hat, turned on the television set and watched the game. I opened a beer to celebrate the victory!

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

I watched the game with Tom Lalor '84 onboard USS Harry S Truman, anchored off Portsmouth, UK. We were returning from a deployment to the Arabian Gulf. The ship was visiting England prior to returning to VA. With the time difference, the game was on at 0230 AM. After the game, instead of rushing Franklin street, we took a boat, train, plane to Dublin, Ireland for four days of celebrations! While not quite Chapel Hill, it was a great alternative!

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

As the final seconds ticked off the clock in the Edward Jones Dome in St. Louis, I, along with many other Carolina faithful, who were fortunate to be in attendance at this incredible spectacle in Missouri, began cheering and hollering and expanding our lungs to the max to recognize the culmination of an outstanding season and the awesome performance by the Tar Heels. It was one of my proudest moments as a Carolina sports fan, right up there with the '82 championship that I shared with friends and family on Franklin Street, nearly a quarter century ago!

After departing the Jones Dome, my friends and I hopped in my '74 Cadillac Fleetwood hearse, aka HEELRAISER (www.heelraiser.com), and cruised through downtown St. Louis, playing the Carolina fight song through a horn under the hood, blasting the Carolina Marching Tar Heels band CD through speakers in the front grill of the car and within it and otherwise were plain "Raising HEEL"!!!

We drove past the team's hotel, the Adams Mark, multiple times, and roused the crowd gathered outside, awaiting the team's return! 'Twas a night to remember and never to forget!

The following day, I left St. Louis around lunchtime and began the 800+ mile journey back to Blue Heaven, passing through the state of Indiana, the city of Louisville and the exit to Rupp Arena. I was alone in my "beast," 'cause my friend, who had offered me the opportunity to go to the Final Four, had his airfare paid by another friend who went to the games with us. It was a most memorable adventure I had and I met many nice folks along the way and have met many more upon my return to the Triangle area, due to the acknowledgement and recognition given the HEELRAISER in the local television, radio and print media, before, during and after our trip!

Priceless memories, for a priceless gem of a time!!!

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

My wife and I watched the games at the Dean Smith Center. We had a great time being amongst the students and fans. I am almost embarrassed to say that April 4th, 2005 made my personal top 10 happiest moments of my life at number 5. Go heels!

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

I am currently attending dental school at the University of Louisville. As you all well know, U of L also made it to the final four this year. There were 250 student tickets given away in a lottery for both the final four games and the championship game. Unfortunately, I was not a lucky recipient of one of these coveted tickets. However, two other classmates of mine, a Carolina grad of 2000, and an Illinois fan drove up to St. Louis the day of the game in hopes that some of those tickets would be left over. We waited outside the stadium all day and saw Julius Peppers pick up his tickets at Will Call and my friend and I were interviewed for the news in Raleigh. Finally, as the minutes to tip off wound down, we knew we were going to get tickets, but we didn't know exactly where those tickets would be. When the buzzer rang for tip off, they handed us each an envelope with the ticket inside. When I pulled mine out it read, Section 118F, Row 10, Seat 11! I sat 10 rows off the court directly behind the basket and right next to the tunnel where the players run out. After the post game celebration, as the players walked back to the locker room, I reached my hand over the rail and several of them gave me a high five. Needless to say, this was the best experience of my life!

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

I watched the Final Four Game on Franklin street at Woody's with my parents, boyfriend (all converted UNC Fans)and friends from undergrad. It was a great mini-reunion with a great outcome. Since I had to work on Monday (if you can call it that i was so nervous all day i accomplished nothing) I went to Crystal City Sports Bar with the alumni club. I have watched almost all of our games there that season and it was great to win it all with a blue cup in hand (we get um shiped up).

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Alot of you may not believe this but it is true. I was climbing the Great Wall outside of Beijing, China during the game. It was actually Tuesday morning on that side of the world and I was getting emails and phone calls from friends and family with constant updates until the Tarheels prevailed. I also ran into a group of other Wall climbers that included two UNC fans - who followed me back down the Wall to keep up with the score.

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Margaret and I celebrated the 2005 NCAA basketball win at The Kapalua Bay Hotel in Hawaii. We had a UNC hat to identify us as eager fans. Guests from other ACC schools (Wake Forest) and neighboring schools (U of TN) were also cheering for Carolina to win. It was a memorable proud lifetime experience. One non-UNC fan told me he "bleeds blue" in his support of Carolina. What a thrill.

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

My brother Larry (1959) and I watched the game at his house with our families. Having been a Red Sox fan since 1946, with two sons having degrees from Univ. of Southern California, the Tar Heel victory capped off a special sports year! The mention of the bon fire took me back to my freshman year at Chapel Hill, when we built one on Franklin Street after the 1957 Championship. Anon, I was so nervous watching the game this March, that Bill King (1997) and his girl friend (1997) are going to watch the game again (he saved it on Tivo) at his pad in Manhattan Beach tomorrow night, May 5, so we can see what happened!

Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2005

We watched the NCAA Championship game at the Dean Dome where the atmosphere apparently was much more charged than St. Louis! Wonderful fun and great memories! My husband, a UNC fan converted from Wake Forest Law School, and I continually tried to catch glimpses of our two present UNC student daughters who of course were sitting with their own friends. We never made it to Franklin Street due to an untimely stop at the hospital emergency room, but did marvel at the string of other hospital visits made by fans--including a beautiful seventy-year-old lady clad in a Carolina sweater who arrived in a wheelchair and with a broken ankle from "trying to jump over a 'pretend' bonfire".

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I watched the game at Brother Jimmy's in NYC, a Carolina BBQ and ACC hangout, with my roomate from UNC, my husband, brother, and other friends. I wanted to be on Franklin St., but this was a great place too, full of fellow UNC alumni. The entire bar even booed during the Coach K AmEx commercial! After we won, we had blue shots, and this weekend my former roomate and I drove down to Chapel Hill to get championship t-shirts and eat at the Rat!

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

At last! I watched an important Carolina game that didn't end in defeat because I was watching. What a thrill. And the victory was so much the sweeter because the Tarheels had defeated two Big Ten powerhouses. The next day I wore my UNC alumni sweatshirt and was amazed by the number of folks who recognized it and asked about my connection. I was more than happy to tell them all about it. :-) Give 'em hell 'Heels!!

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Believe it or not, I watched the game in CHAMPAIGN, ILLINOIS! There were 3 people in town wearing Carolina blue that night, and I was one of them. I watched the game at a friend's (and U of I alum) house, and as soon as the final buzzer went off, drove over to celebrate with the two other UNC alums in town. I stood in front of their building and yelled "TAR" while they shouted "HEELS" from the balcony (to the ire of all the Illini fans around). Then the next day we went to the U of I alma mater (a statue with the same sentimental value to Illinois as the Old Well has for us) and took pictures in our old Carolina Fever shirts (the Illini fans didn't like that either). We got boo'ed and jeered, but it was worth it!

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I watched the Heels win all by myself because my husband (Bates '89) and 2 year old fell asleep. What an absolute thrill and roller coaster over the course of the tournament! My dad called at midnight and celebrated with me. The next day at work I collected my winnings from the office pool.

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I teach in a high school here in Williamsburg and on Monday, a fellow teacher was wearing his Carolina sweat shirt. He said that he thought that there was no better day to wear the shirt...but I told him I was holding out for one more day!! So, after cheering the Heels on Monday night ....I got my shirt out and wore it with pride the next day. All my students as well as students that I did not even know made comments such as...."great shirt"!"What about those Tar Heels!!"
It was such fun and I was so proud to be from Carolina!!

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

It was great to celebrate the victory via phone with fellow alums with whom I celebrated the NCAA championship in 1982. I really wish this team hadn't abandoned Carolina for the pros. It's a shame and an embarrassment that we can no longer brag about our graduation rate for athletes and it has turned me against college sports.

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

After watching countless games over the years with my Tar Heel buddies, I couldn't stand it any longer after we won Saturday night against Michigan St. Most of my friends had seen one of the past championship games, and my son who is a senior was already out in St. Louis celebrating. My wife got us one-way tickets Sat. night to St. Louis, a room near our son, and we were confident the tickets would materialize with a little work. Everything worked like a tar heel charm, and it was the most spontaneous and fun moment for us ever - what a great game, crowd, and adventure. The Illini and their obnoxious orange outfits were EVERYWHERE and they clearly thought they had it in the bag (several told us so.) We loved sitting overlooking the river before the game listening to the Tar Heel band, and then returning to the same area afterwards to celebrate and see the Illini drowning their sorrow at the bars. Our son had a car out there, so we drove back with him and his roommate, and we never stopped talking the whole way home. We were so proud of the fans and the overall year for this team and Roy Williams. The most fun on Tuesday was riding home passing all the Tar Heel flags waving outside the cars.

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I drove up from Florida and my oldest son, Doug "79 flew in from Huntington Beach, Caliornia. We stayed at the Carolina Inn, walked the campus and were later joined by two of his former school mates. We had a ball.

We hit every place in town and ended up at the old Ratskeller for dinner and watched the Heels destroy Michigan State. Then, on to Frnklin Street and all the party places.

sunday, it was tour the campus and photo time. Bought stuff at the Student Center and chilled in some of the old haunts with new names.

Monday night, we spent in what I remember as the Tempo Room the underground bar mid Franklin Street. After the game, back to the street and on to the big outdoor bar, He's Not Here, (I think). What a party!

The party lasted til 4 when I called it quits. Drove home the next day and I am still on a high. Now, that is the way to celebrate!

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I'm a Tar Heel born and bred, currently residing in Naperville, Illinois -- in the midst of Illini territory. Beginning in December 2004, I was constantly bombarded with tributes to the Illini and fervid predictions of an Illinois undefeated season by friends, neighbors and fellow
Rotarians and Presbyterians, even by my 11-year-old grandson. I frequently responded,
"But, they haven't met the Tar Heels yet."
Barbara, my wife and UNC classmate, watched the game alone and celebrated Carolina's fifth national basketball championship, including the 1924 title conferred by the prestigious Helms Foundation following Carolina's 24-0 season years before there was an NCAA. Had I been a betting man, I could have won hundreds of dollars from local acquaintances.

The next morning after the big win, I ordered UNC championship polo shirts by telephone from Johnny's T-shirt in Chapel Hill. Three days later, at the weekly meeting of the Rotary Club of Naperville, I took the microphone during the sergeant-at-arms fining session. I told members that I had come to the meeting fully expecting to be fined for the Carolina victory and I proceeded to contribute $5 to the our scholarship fund in honor of the Tar Heels' championship to a chorus of boos and hisses. Once I had survived that racous chorus, I paid another $5 in honor of an outstanding Illinois team that took everything Carolina had to win. That elicited cheers and applause.

I wear my Carolina Blue championship polo shirt with pride and the bilious Illinois orange paraphnelis has been substantially moderated.

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I celebrated at home with my almost 2-year-old daughter asleep in my lap. She stayed awake halfway into the second half, but just couldn't make it to the end. We're planning a National Championship party for her 2nd birthday in a few weeks. If anyone has any suggestions (cake, party favors, etc.) please email me.

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

My family and I live in St. Louis, amongst, of course, a wealth of Illini fans and alumni. To make our Final Four even more interesting, my wife is a Michigan State grad. It was a tense semi-final game in our house, so I tempered my post-game glee. My kids watched this one outfitted in an odd mix of Michigan State green and Carolina Blue, concerned about choosing sides. But they got it right for the championship game...Carolina Blue exclusively.

After the championship game, I celebrated somewhat quietly with a call to my Dad in North Carolina - after all, it was his enthusiasm for the Tar Heels that rubbed off on me in the early 60s when he often caught games by listening to radio broadcasts, and later tuned in to televeision broadcasts with Packer and Thacker (yes, that would be Billy Packer early in his career). My family and I caught the game with Illinois in HDTV...sure beats radio. Back in the Tar Heel state, Dad was as excited as I was, and still am for that matter. I also stayed up way late, catching every bit of coverage on ESPN and elsewhere...reliving and replaying as much of the game as possible. For me, it was a perfect way to celebrate this one...a bit of tradition since I did the same in '82 and '93. What a season, what a game, what a championship!!!

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I watched the game at a place called Yankee Doodles on 3rd Street Promenade here in Santa Monica, California. Downstairs were the Carolina alumni/fans and upstairs were the Illinois fans. It was awesome..but I'll have to say Carolina winning my freshman year with Jordan and the boys will never be topped! GO HEELS

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I happily collected my $5 winnings from my sixteen year old son and pretended not to gloat around my husband Scott (Duke '81).

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

My best friend, Aulica (also a '94 grad), and I watched the game with the masses at the Dean Dome. We were nostalgic about our nosebleed seats and screamed until our voices were gone. After the game we followed the herd to Franklin Street to celebrate and had a lot of sober giggles at the drunken crowd. Two of my favorites - the girls who were wearing their uncomfortable shoes and carrying purses and the two naked guys dancing around in the crowd.

I was there in the rain in '93, and certainly not sober that time - but this time was just as much fun. Go Heels!

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I celebrated the Tarheel victory at Bailey's in Chapel Hill with another couple (converted Tarheel fans from New York and New Jersey) and my husband, who is a converted Tarheel fan from Wisconsin(yes he even pulled for the Tarheels over the Badgers). :)

After the game, we made our way to Franklin Street to celebrate. It was a pleasure to go into work at NC State the next day to remind everyone how beautiful the sky looked in it's Carolina blue! We even went back to Chapel Hill on Tuesday to welcome the team back.

This National Championship was even sweeter than the one in 1993 because of where we have been in the last few years. How great it is to be a Tarheel!

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

It was great watching both Saturday's game, and the National Championship game at Off Franklin (formerly Henderson Street Bar) with my girlfriend, also a UNC Grad, and my best friend from college who changed his return flight from LAX to Charlotte to flying into RDU so he could be in Chapel Hill for the games. As he told someone who called his cell phone during the game, it's the best place to be next to being at the game. We both agreed later that Chapel Hill may be even the BEST place to be! The celebration on Franklin Street was great as well, though I don't quite understand the bonfire jumping, which I don't recall from the celebration after the '93 Championship!Living in Raleigh, among all of the State fans and the smattering of Dook fans, the game certainly helped to keep them quiet for a while, and give me even more reason to fly my UNC flag from my car! As much as I hate to see the "Big 4" heading to the pros, I am so very happy for them, and believe they have earned their right to go. UNC will return to the Final Four, if not next year, very soon. My thanks go out to Coach Williams, Coach Doherty, Coach Guthridge and Coach Smith, for creating and maintaining a program that we can all be so proud of. Go Heels!

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I went to the Masters.

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I watched it all. No real celebration, except to cal some friends & brothers. My memories went back to 1957 when I knew most of the team, I lived as a soph & junior with a player. the finals were on consecutive nights; the Tar Heels won the first game in triple overtime against Michigan State and the next night won in triple overtime again against Kansas and Wilt Chamberlain. the latter game was watched at Salem College where the House Mother did not run out the visiting males until the game was over around 12:45.

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I watched it at home.. My roommate (not a Tar Heel) went to bed early due to illness-- whenever I cheered I had a pillow in front of my face so as not to wake anybody up! We just can't get enough championships here in Boston... Patriots-Red Sox-Patriots and then for local alumni, the University of National Champions! I'm getting used to this winning thing : ) Thanks Coach Williams and all the players!

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

This has truly been a fun and amazing year rooting on my beloved Heels. I celebrated the championship by making the trek with my 2 year-old daughter to Chapel Hill from Concord, NC to welcome the team back. It was so awesome just as it was back in 1993. My husband is a Clemson alumnus but even he was excited for the program and surprised me with a commemorative t-shirt, mug and poster!

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I live in Atlanta and celebrated the Heels victory at Frankie's. I was joined by a friend and other Tar Heels fans, who I didn't know before the game, but by the final buzzer, felt like old friends. It was a moment of true happiness and I really didn't want to sleep at all that night. Wish I could have been on Franklin.

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

The coolest thing about this championship season is that my wife, who lived in Kentucky for most of her life, had her conversion to becoming a Tar Heel fan, Sean May in particular. We stayed up to watch the celebration on Franklin Street (from our TV) and then went there to get our Championship t-shirts, license plates, mugs, hats and stickers. How sweet it is.

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I watched the game with my wife, but being from Boston, the UNC Championship capped the Championships of the Patriots and the Red Sox. It's good to be from Boston these days, sport-wise. And it's double good if you happen to be an UNC alumni from Boston.

In some ways, the Tarheels victory was more satisfying because, being from outside NC, I'd have to put up with a lot of **** if they lost. Now I get to crow. My office looks like a sport's museum with all the championship banners and all. Let's make sure that BC doesn't win a game next year in the ACC.

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

A couple of fellow UNC alums and I celebrated a great season and championship with a midnight ride from Davie County, NC to Franklin Street, to join the crowd of students and other Tar Heel faithful in an all-hours party. The three of us suffered at work the next day, but one day of sleep deprivation was preferable to a lifetime of regret at missing the excitement of celebrating a championship in Chapel Hill.

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Being the only true Tarheel in a family of early risers can be lonely-- I alone stayed up for the final buzzer! I celebrated by ordering "Championship" tee shirts from tarheelblue.com. Our son is now THE coolest kid in town... well, he has the coolest tee at least. I also celebrated by washing my car so everybody in the great state of Virginia can clearly see my UNC decal in the rear window!

Posted: Tuesday, May 03, 2005

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