Normally I'd be one of the ones to turn it off and go to bed early, but my younger son came downstairs when it was 17-17 and we watched the rest of the game together, so great bonding experience!. I actually had my hand over my eyes for that last throw but my son started yelling and I looked in...
My dad and my sister are tarheels. I think some of my first words were Dean Smith and Walter Davis. I always cheer for Tech when we play though, and my dad wasn't too upset losing to us. Now losing to State really chapped his hide.
I jokingly told my dad the tarheel right before the game, "Hey we've got you right where we want you. Our Q1 is out for the season. Our QB2 is out for the season. And our QB3/4 are so bad, they've played so rarely, you're not going to have any film on them, so ha!". Of course I said that...
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