I was there – lower bowl, east sideline, behind the State bench, top of the 3-point line. I took my father, son and a friend. The intro video made my father and I both well up with tears as we watched with pride the history of our great program play out on the old video board.
Slow start, but a great finish. I thought our program was on the cusp of greatness once again. I moved from Raleigh to Charleston, SC the following year and eventually gave up my lifetime right seats. I still have ticket stub and possibly the program.
