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I am a not so typical sports fan. I like some college but mostly pro football.

Other than Joshua, I’m the most informed sports fan in the house.

I LOVE college basketball, especially my UNC Tarheels.

Even when I was in Orlando I was the one with the game on.

My beloved Tarheels just finished playing in the elite eight against Kentucky. Which is funny because that is my soon to be son-in-law’s favorite team. (Son-in-law, that sounds weird.)

As I got riled up (because we were behind the whole game) the grief strikes unexpectedly.

My mom and dad were die hard Carolina fans. As a kid, that’s what we did as a family. Watched the game on tv. My grandmother who lived with us had a radio in her room so she could listen to the games that weren’t televised.

My sister even worked for UNC in the sports department. Powerful loyalties. Love, love, love my team.

Wishing my mom and dad were here again and healthy.

Missing my sister who left us much too early.

Is it really about the team? Or even sports?

No. It’s about time spent as a family. Whatever you do. Wherever you do it.

Being together. Accepting each other. Quirks and all.

Even mama, who’s hoarse from screaming and yelling at the tv.

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