One thing about being here in North Carolina right now, for some reason, it is a hotbed of Tarheel fans. Flags are everywhere as well as lots of folks in tee shirts, sweat shirts, and jackets. All the papers have articles and it is a BIG topic on TV stations.
I doubt that much will be going on here tomorrow during the game.
This past weekend, the good folks at the Topsail Arms in Topsail Beach gathered for both games.
I see North Carolina's governor has a bet with the governor of Kansas. Correct me, but I was under the belief that gambling is illegal. Does March Madness supercede the law?
The bet includes barbeque from Wilber's right here in Goldsboro, and some of that western Carolina stuff they call bbq. The Kansas governor has put up ribs and a brisket.
These are two of my favorite teams so it is too bad they have to play each other before the Championship game. I'm not really any sort of a Memphis or UCLA fan, although the wife is a big UCLA fan. She pointed out that the final four represents a nice slice right across the midsection of the US. If you look at a map, they are fairly close to the same line of latitude.
They're calling it "Countdown to the Showdown."
Go You Tarheels!!! Now You Know Who I Am Pulling For. --RoadDog
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Listen to this man. Seven years of college, you know. Trying to reason with 2020 and, now, 2022.
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