You may recall this blog post back in the heat of the election season, about a house here in Mayberry on somewhat opposite ends of the political spectrum. Literally. Just to refresh your memory:
The blog, which you can read at the link above, was about how this husband and wife (he the Obama supporter, she the McCain fan) were able to acknowledge their political differences in a heated election without losing their cool with each other. Which, incidentally, I thought was a lesson for us all, as we're well aware that politics is one of two topics that tend to divide people most emphatically (the other, of course, is religion - something I did not broach with this couple ;)
Well now we're past the election season, thank goodness, and on to another "season" known as March Madness. So when I was driving by this same house yesterday on my way home from church, part of me wasn't all that surprised to find this:
Hmm. I don't know if the Easter Bunny and "Ramses" the UNC mascot are necessarily polar opposites. Instead I'm going to assume that this isn't an "either-or" thing but a "both-and" - husband and wife together supporting their basketball team, who happens to be playing for a national championship tonight; as well as the furry little fella who brings goodies on Easter morning (peanut butter eggs in my house). Two worthy causes indeed.
And yeah, you heard me right, Carolina fans. I, a true Demon Deacon, am in fact rooting for the Tarheels in tonight's game against Michigan State. Call it the influence of being married to a Carolina grad (true love, I tell ya) and having another one for a brother. Or the fact that my school has never been much of a tournament team, so around this time every year I have to morph into this nebulous creature called an "ACC fan." I imagine it's something like kissing your sister, although I don't have a sister so it's hard to know what that's like. But it sounds just as icky.
So I join with my wife, my brother, my house-divided neighbors (who are probably ready for me to stop taking pictures of their yard) and the rest of Tarheel Nation to say (and don't think this is easy for a Wake Forest fan to do) GO HEELS!
(until next year. And then the Demon Deacons will kick your collective blue tails, along with everyone else in the Big Dance. Maybe.)