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I Sound Like Bruce Weber
No, really, I do. I screamed myself hoarse during the UNC-Michigan State game in the NCAA semifinals. I never, EVER thought I would be this passionate about any sport, let alone a college sport, but as Gene astutely pointed out, I have married into the Carolina basketball family. A Carolina basketball in-law, if you will. And to be honest, I already have a great in-law family, so why not? I admit it would be brilliant to be down on Franklin Street right now...I'm insanely trashed on red wine, but it would be way more fun with a bunch of similarly inebriated Tarheels. Still, you do what you can, and we have friends from Mebane coming over Monday night to watch that final dance.
I tell you, those Carolina darlings can foxtrot with the best of them. And have proven that, in spades. Love them. Love Sean May the best, but love 'em all.
And I really do sound like a cross between Bruce Weber and Marlene Dietrich.

by at April 02, 2005 9:10 PM
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