
Though all are based in Texas, 2/5 of the Editorial Board here at The Rhetorical Situation--Harrogate and p-duck-- understand the wonder and beauty that is Tar Heels
Basketball.
Last night Harrogate tried not to think about the fact that Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes snubbed him on their
wedding invite list, that O.J. Simpson is
back on the scene in the
crassest way possible, and that Harrogate himself still hasn't finished a dissertation chapter. Thankfully, he found a delectable distraction on ESPN as UNC crushed mighty Winthrop in a barn burner, with Carolina only pulling away at the end on the strength of their superior depth and athletic ability, and of course Tyler Hansbrough, who had 20 points and 10 rebounds. There are so many young players on Carolina's
roster that Harrogate at one point complained to Mrs. Harrogate that he couldn't keep them straight. Ginyard he knows, and loves. Same with Green, Terry, Frazer, Hansbrough, Miller. But what of Brandan Wright jumping through the roof and throwing it down with authority, Alex Stephenson all over the glass with that big body, little Ty Lawson with the acrobatic kiss off the glass and the sweet dished down low?
Indeed, in the spirit of T.S. Eliot, what are the
roots that clutch (line 19), and what of these players and and the others, waves of powder blue and white pouring off the bench and onto their opponents with unrelenting intensity and the kind of unmitigated partisan joy that only college sports make possible ? Oh, gentle Readerss, we shall indeed see what this new breed of Tar Heel, led by commander Roy, is made of.
Right now they are ranked
#2 in the nation, which makes Harrogate happy and nervous at the same time, kinda like a first date. This is not college football where the rankings really really matter and where you schedule as many creampuffs as possible and, if you don't play in the SEC anyway, that might be enough to sneak you into the BCS title game. This is the Big Dance, where if you're not careful a high ranking will get you whacked by a mid-major like Winthrop, George Mason, or Butler. But in any case, Readers, do not fret. Harrogate will be covering Carolina Basketball, and the landscape of the sport in general, all year long, bringing each time the kind of analysis that has made him the award-winning blogger that he is.
Speaking of the other sports, Harrogate has recently realized that in everything except College Basketball, he is the stereotypical fairweather fan. In the NBA, he rode with the Pistons for a few years, then dropped them when Big Ben left and now he's riding the Phoenix Suns, whose offense reminds Harrogate of a Coleridge Poem. Who knows what team he may be loving, by the time we finish things up in June? In Baseball, well, you never know. Harrogate pretty much likes all teams except the Yankees and, to a lesser extent, the Dodgers. As with the NBA, he just winds up pulling for whatever team manages to capture his imagination at the time. This principle of the captured imagination, Harrogate believes, is the hallmark of Fair Weather Fandom. But when it comes to Tar Heels Basketball, Harrogate is not swayable. Why this, and only this? Because of nativism, because Harrogate grew up there, went to school there, breathed it from the time he was a small boy. And so it is with fans everywhere. If you grow up in a town with a Pro Sports Team, it is so easy to identify with them; so too with the nearest colleges, etc. Of course there are exceptions. But generalities nevertheless merit discussion.
All of which is to elicit from Readers an answer to this question:
Is nativism and/or staying true to one team superior to Fair Weather Fandom? Or vice versa? And in what ways? As one who experiences both, Harrogate has some evaluative suspicions, but would prefer not to share them until he has gotten a little feedback.
Ciao.