Moments of Fall in Chapel Hill

As I near the end of my second year at business school, I captured the moments of the fall season through the lens – see below!

The colors of leaves seemed shimmering with tints of red, yellow and colors in between, and the roads laid with the bed of leaves forming a soft carpet cover. The somber sky with changing shades of blue and white cleared the dust with rain, and the growing cold seeped in through the skin. All of this would keep the memories of Chapel Hill alive.

As I took a trip around the campus, the wet walls bearing the history of so many graduating classes made me feel nostalgic as we the MBA class of ‘09 tread to carve another chapter on it. The last few days had to be made as enjoyable as possible.

The first step was joining in for an all women’s lunch at Weathervane and celebrating two years filled with the moments of laughter, glory, failure, despair and unleashed fun. The next step was cheering away with the crowd as we beat Georgia Tech in Football. The hum of the crowd, the beating drums and the colorful parade, the smell of pizza, sandwiches and sweet success penetrated through the stadium as the teams tangled in the fight and we scored touchdowns. The homecoming crowning was fun to watch.

The last celebration to fall was a trip to the Smoky Mountains (a five hour drive from Chapel Hill) with blaring music, the beauty of the fall colors in the foothills and the contrasting snow at the Clingman’s Dome. It would be a fun filled weekend to remember forever.

Trisha

Crossing Party Lines

I have a confession to make. I’m a huge Duke fan. Huge. It’s hard not to be having been an undergrad there. So you can imagine that I’ve had to make some adjustments now that I’m living at the other end of 15-501 (the road between Durham and Chapel Hill). And with that, I give you the FSBCF framework: Four Stages of Becoming a Carolina Fan.

Stage 1 – The “No way, no how” stage: This is where any self-respecting Duke alum (or NC State alum, for that matter) convinces himself that under no circumstances will a Carolina victory be something to celebrate. Even if Duke wins the national championship and goes undefeated, the Stage 1 individual is disappointed with any success by a Carolina team.

Stage 2 – The “Definitely not basketball or football” stage: Reluctantly, you begin to rationalize passively supporting Carolina teams in sports like soccer or field hockey. You convince yourself that these are just hardworking college kids trying to get an education. They don’t have million dollar futures in front of them, so they don’t deserve your animosity. You’ll still pull for your Blue Devils in a head to head matchup, but you can’t seem to muster the white hot intensity of a thousand burning suns that once characterized your antipathy toward all things Carolina blue.

Stage 3 – The “Just as long as we’re not playing Duke” stage: Somewhere along the way, you’ve begun to internalize the Carolina fan experience. You catch yourself saying “we” instead of “they.” You get caught up in the excitement of ACC championship talk and Saturday tailgates. You even convince yourself that it’s okay for Carolina to do well in basketball and football, so long as it’s not at Duke’s expense.

Stage 4 – The “Stefan Urquelle” stage: For those of you lacking in 1990’s pop culture knowledge, Stefan Urquelle is the very cool alter-ego of this guy. In Stage 4, the Kenan-Flagler student has made a full transition from Steve Urkel to Stefan Urquelle. Phrases like “Carolina needs this game more than Duke does” start to creep into your vocabulary.

Having written this blog post, I think I would diagnose myself as a Stage 3 convert. If I were to poll my fellow Duke alumni (there are six of us in the first-year class), I think that would be true of most of us. With that said, we’re hanging on for dear life in the hopes that we don’t slip into Stage 4. Check back with me in April; basketball season will be the real test.

Shawn

We Control Our Own Destiny!

For those of you looking for a cheesy motivational post about how MBA students can find the self-confidence to achieve despite a tanking economy and faltering job market, look elsewhere.

This post is about something far more important:  college football.

Miami beat Virginia Tech tonight, which gives Virginia Tech 3 ACC losses…which puts the Tar Heels in control of our own (football) destiny!  If we win our next 3 games – at Maryland, NC State, at Duke – then we’ll play for the ACC Championship in Tampa Bay later this year.

Why does this matter?  2 reasons:

We’re good again! Ten years ago, the Heels were emerging as a national power…and then our coach left for Texas.  The subsequent years were pretty painful, especially for a lifelong Carolina boy such as myself.  Considering the depth of our futility – two years ago we won 3 games and lost 9 – it boggles my mind how quickly we’ve become relevant again.  This year we have a chance to win 10 games and lose only 2.  Amazing.

Tailgating! A strong KFBS contingency has tailgated for every home game – even when we had to start at 9AM to gear up for a noon kick-off.  I suspect many of us will make the trip for any postseason games, should the Heels have the good fortune of playing beyond the regular season.

Fingers crossed…

Eric

TAR HEEL FEVER

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The first thing that you will notice when you arrive in Chapel Hill is the omnipresence of the light blue color everywhere in town. This is not your basic blue, it is the UNC blue, it is more than just a baby blue color, it is the Tar Heel standard. Welcome to Tar Heel territory!

North Carolina is known as the Tar Heel State but the Tar Heel moniker takes its full meaning in Chapel Hill. The inhabitants, the students and especially the UNC sports teams are the Tar Heels.

As an International student, I did not grasp the full extent of what it means to be part of the Tar Heel community until I went to my first UNC football game last summer. It really hit me then, seeing everyone wearing the Tar Heel blue: I mean, not just a few sections, the whole stadium was Tar Heel blue. The chants and other UNC slogans finally pushed me over the edge: I had become a Tar Heel too.

It is no secret that Football is not UNC’s greatest athletic strength in comparison to Soccer and Lacrosse, for example. But, what really defines UNC sports is Men’s (and Women’s) Basketball. Usually, the Tar Heel passion is all year round but the real Tar Heel Fever happens about two to three times per year: the 1^st home game of the Men’s Basketball team at the Dean Dome (which is conveniently located next to the Kenan-Flagler Business School), their last home game of the regular season (also known as Senior Night because it is their last game at the Dome) and, last but certainly not least, March Madness. March Madness is Tar Heel Fever! Every game is an opportunity to wear our color proudly and get together to cheer for our favorite team in blue.

You can imagine how ecstatic the whole town is as I write this post. The Tar Heels are going to San Antonio for the Final Four. Watch out, Kansas, here comes the Blue Hurricane!