This is my third national championship in Chapel Hill (of 4 ever won by UNC). The first was in 1982 when I was 11. Horror stories about the celebratory violence in ’82 were enough to keep me from going uptown to celebrate the next time we won in 1993. I was a senior at UNC then, and was actively occupying the campus administration building to protest for a free-standing black cultural center. I used the excuse of holding down the fort while most of my fellow activists went uptown.
In recent years, I have managed to put on my sturdy shoes and head up there with some reliable friends. I have observed some mayhem, but no personal harm. A little chaos is A-OK with me!
Here we see two gals hanging from a street sign at the corner of Franklin and Columbia in downtown Chapel Hill. I left when people started shouting “show us your tits.”
Someone wanted to go to He’s Not Here, but after getting smushed in the crowd in front of I Love NY Pizza and seeing the line of students at He’s Not, we went the long way around to Rosemary Street (via Church Street) and made our way to Hell. It appeared to have emptied out after the game, but folks were starting to flood back in.
We hung out long enough to say hi to Hell proprietor Papa D, Bluefreaky, radio personality Mike Nutt, and Justinsomnia who was so happy that he lifted both me and my 6’2″ boyfriend up in the air (not at the same time). I hope his back is OK. Walking home we ran into J, and then got distracted by a flaming mattress on Pritchard Avenue.
Helicopters were still chopping in the sky above our house when we got home around 1 am. Sally posted the police report on IsThatLegal? this morning:
The crowd size is estimated to have been 45,000 people…
Fifteen people were arrested. Charges included assaults, damage to property, trespassing, disorderly conduct, discharging fireworks, indecent exposure, affray, and setting bonfires. Two citations were issued to downtown establishments for overcrowding.