The moment that three-pointer by Kris Jenkins hit the basket… Villanova winning by a buzzer beater, I’m pretty sure the shriek I let out was deafening.
All the long nights working in a news room, win after win, carrying press conferences at 12am because I work for a 24-hour news station… all leading up to a devastating loss.
But it’s devastating for more reasons than me just being upset as a fan.
This season was a heart-felt, hard-fought journey. Brice, Marcus, Joel, and Roy earned the right to win a another National Championship for the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill… my alma mater.
I’ve been cheering for Carolina since I was in elementary school, deciding at the age of 12 that my greatest goal (up to that point) would be to graduate from UNC… and I finally did it last year.
This past season, I saw the ability for this team to bring home yet another ‘ship title… their fantastic ability to communicate on and off the court, their loyalty to Williams. Win after win. Everything seemed to fall in place for Roy’s boys.
I think that’s why this loss hurts more than it probably should in the grand scheme of things.
This team deserved it… plus, it is always nice to brag that your team is the best.
But you know what? My team is the best. The way our UNC community came together to rally after the loss, the players’ classy response following the game, Roy’s obvious devastation for the upset of this particular team…
It’s kinda like Tar Heel magic. An acknowledgement that you’re all a part of something special.
Plus, c’mon – when you have Michael Jordan saying he’s proud of this team and that they made him proud to be a Tar Heel, you know you’ve got something extraordinary.
That why I’m proud to be a part of it, and why it’s always, always a good day to be a Tar Heel.
So, this loss is devastating – naturally. But I don’t doubt we’ll see another day when we can call our team National Champions… but until then, we as a whole are still winners and we’ll keep winning because that’s what Carolina does.
Signed, A Tar Heel.