There could, and maybe should have been an open thread just on fond rememberances of the ’83 Championship team running non-stop all night. 25 years, could it really have happened that long ago? RR was in office and I was six years old and occasionally glancing the rim with my jump shot. In short, it would be good for me as a Wolfpack fan to absorb some of the magic that transpired here a quarter century ago.
I’ll leave it at that and welcome anyone who wishes to recall some stories about the ’83 team here on this thread. I will gladly read them and also go out and purchase Tim Peeler’s new book, “When March Went Mad.” That will consist of my “constructive” efforts.
Now for the “destructive” part of me and the text that pairs with the infamous words in the title, written for Rodney Dangerfields’ character in Caddyshack. The question I have asked myself and now throw out to you all:
Has there been a more awkward meeting in a sports sponsered event involving two different generations of participants representing the same program?
Seriously, I have put some thought to this, definitely too much thought, and my efforts have produced just two examples.
One that I could imagine (because I can’t find facts to back up the actual event) would be when Disney released a movie called Glory Road on January 13, 2006, concerning UTEP’s 1966 championship season. What if the first screening was on the jumbo -tron in the Miner’s gym at half-time of another thrilling Mountain West (or whatever they paly in) showdown. Upliftment to the players, coach’s and fans was probably experienced (again, fictional occurence as far as I’m concerned), but the reconcililiation of the two extremes; then vs now; is extraordinary.
The other example I came up with is any Swimming event held at Casy Natitorium celebrating the achievements of former legendary NC State head coach Don Easterling. Coach Easterling and his team dominated the ACC, winning 17 ACC Titles, 40 national champions, and 7 olympians. This one goes out to you Jed.