And no, I’m not talking about D Green’s pit hair. I’m talking about The University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill (my alma mater and one of the greatest universities around) taking the 2009 NCAA National Championship.
I swear, I don’t even know why MSU showed up. They got creamed by us in December and they got embarrassed in their own backyard in Detroit. Shame. Like my boy Wale says, “it’s lopsided like a Double-A college tryna undertake a D-1 scholar, they need work.” Nah, good job to the Spartans for making it to the big dance. I don’t know what happened to UConn. That would have been a great final and I could have rubbed it in so many people’s faces!
Good job Carolina, not that I’m surprised.
Not to be forgotten, the Lady Tar Heels beat those Blue Devil Banshees 75-60. Carolina rolled 8 miles up the road to Durham, kicked ass and left those “Crazies” crying blue streaks down their faces. Awesome.
Stumbled upon the blog Life Beyond the Well
You guys know I’m a total stan for my alma mater, UNC Chapel Hill. Why? Well, it’s kind of hard to put into words. You just have to be a Tar Heel to understand. The following is just one of the many reasons I’d go back 9 years and choose Carolina all over again (9 years?).
On Dec. 9th, 2008 in order to break up the stresses of fall semester exam week, UNC students flash raved their Undergraduate Library. Without warning to those that were unaware, hundreds of students packed the library lobby and brought it hardcore for over 8 minutes.
LOL @ the look on the staff’s faces and homegirl falling trying to body surf the crowd. Those are the hazards you risk! I got all hype around 3.44 when they broke out the “Tar Heel” chant and Fight Song!
“We bleed blue” is a common sentiment espoused by Tar Heel fans. If you check this blog with any regularity, you know that I bleed bluer than a chainsaw massacre at Smurf Village. Other than that (and the occasional reference to nobility), “blue blood” just makes me think of those silly feminine hygiene commercials that use the thin blue liquid to compare absorbencies. As thoughts in my head tend to jump from one to the next rather quickly, I started to think about my disdain for the feminine hygiene industry.
The so-called feminine hygiene industry is so freaking insulting to me. The whole business is predicated on society’s belief that women are nasty, dirty beings who need to be secreted away and disinfected. So much could be said about this. People write their theses on the subject. Books sit in libraries and on Barnes & Noble shelves on the issue. There’s a documented history of how the industry contributes to the warping of the female mind, particularly the impressionable minds of young girls. I can’t and will not go into all of that here. Instead, I’ll just focus on a couple of points relating to one’s period: Cleanliness (part I) and Secrecy (part II). Continue reading
Inspired by a post over at Feminist Law Professors and the #1 College Basketball team in the country, I present to you UNC’s fight song. Well, technically. Apparently, a trip to the UNC Music Library page revealed that there are tons of school songs we never sang. At every football and basketball game we could be sure to sing the fight song “I’m a Tar Heel Born” which makes up the last verse of the school’s alma mater, “Hark The Sound.”
Hark the sound of Tar Heel voices
Ringing clear and True
Singing Carolina’s praises
Hail to the brightest Star of all
Clear its radiance shine
Carolina priceless gem,
Receive all praises thine.
I’m a Tar Heel born I’m a Tar Heel bred
And when I die I’m a Tar Heel dead!
So it’s RAH, RAH, Car’lina ‘lina
RAH, RAH, Car’lina ‘lina
RAH, RAH, Car’lina ‘lina
GO TO HELL STATE! (or DOOK or who ever we’re playing)
Enjoy this March ’08 Franklin St (memories!) clip with drunk students celebrating a victory over Dook and singing Hark the Sound starting around 0:15. Honestly when I watched it, I got hype on my sofa although I’ve never hopped over a fire.
More Southern Fight Songs after the jump
This is the greatest thing I’ve seen in FOREVER
My white-haired boo Roy and my Boo-In-Chief Barack!
Tuesday morning, Obama stopped by Basketball Heaven, aka UNC Chapel Hill, to shoot some hoops. The NYT has the haps.
I swear, if I wasn’t already voting for Obama I’d sure as hell do it now. Hillary ain’t rockin’ with the ‘Heels so I can’t rock with her. Then again, Bill Clinton tried to pull on my Carolina heartstrings years ago. I have a picture (sorry it’s not scanned) of Clinton holding a customized Carolina basketball jersey with his name on the back. It hangs in the halls of the Dean E. Smith Center/Dean Dome. Eh, fugg it, he’s a loser.
Check the 4min of video footage at WRAL. At least we know Barack’s better at basketball than he is at BOWLING!
Obama even picked Carolina to win the tourney (see his bracket)! Granted, we all know what tragedy that turned out to be, but he knows what’s up. I think there’s an Obama-Edwards ticket in the future. In case you didn’t know, John Edwards is a Carolina alum.
For all those questioning Barack’s “blackness” tell me, what’s blacker than basketball AND giving dap?