Indescribable. Unbelieveable. Unforgettable.
Monday, April 3 is a day I will never forget. Between the natty merchandise, the news coverage and the incredible night on Franklin, I’m still not over it, honestly. Watching the team I grew up rooting for win the NATIONAL championship as a student is a feeling I could never describe.
The energy, the passion and the pure love for Carolina blue was invigorating. Watching the clock run out surrounded by people I love and ones who love Carolina just as much as I do made the experience a hundred times more wonderful.
The fireworks, the fire, the chanting, the singing made each loss — even last year’s loss against Villanova — worth it.
The energy leading up to the game, walking among the buzz of excitement, the next day running around grabbing any papers and T-shirts we could get our hands on is something I will never forget.
Although winning the championship is a matter of its own, reminiscing about that night truly makes me stop and appreciate the feeling — which is something I haven’t done for a long time.
College, by most people’s standards, makes up the best four years of one’s life and as of now I know it is true. The late nights in the UL, the afternoons in between class sitting in the Pit and the random performances in the quad are just a few of the many things I will miss about UNC.
While I don’t regret a single moment of my college experience thus far, I wish I would have paid more attention.
I wish I would have stopped and looked at the writing in the stairwells in Craige, talked a little longer to the employees in the dining hall and inhaled the smell of the quad on a sunny afternoon. I wish I would have slowed down and paid more attention.
Just like my time at UNC is limited, so is our time on earth, and we would be remiss if we didn’t take in every moment.
Through the stress, the losses, the injuries and the sweet, sweet victories — this season was nothing short of a roller coaster ride.
The beauty of the ride is knowing that, despite the outcome, we will always bleed Carolina blue and UNC will always be the best university in the nation.
Savoring the gut-wrenching, clammy-handed moments of a game are the ways we should live our lives every day, outside of UNC basketball.
We know that, next year, there’s a chance we won’t have this same feeling.
But we’ll fill up the Dean Dome, buy out TOPO and rush Franklin because we strive to savor each victory.
That’s how we should strive to live each day of our lives. We should enter each moment and situation hoping for the best with passion to exude love in every opportunity possible.
As we go into the summer and face our exams before we’re finally free, I encourage you all to take a moment and soak it all in because we will never be in this position again.
As always: Go Heels!