Things started off badly when sections of people couldn't even respect the patriotic moments during pregame. During "The Star Spangled Banner," some fans used "the rocket's red glare" and "the home of the brave" as opportunities to cheer for their team.
A grown, but obviously drunken, man behind me called Sen. John Edwards and Gov. Mike Easley "damn liberals" while they were honoring a man for rescuing a disabled woman trapped in the World Trade Center.
Throughout the game, this man seemed fixated on loathing leftists. Yelling toward our section, but at no one in particular, he accused us of supporting Afghanistan over the United States. First of all, we can't generalize the UNC campus as entirely liberal. Second, no one supports terrorism and bombing innocent people -- left or right. That's a indictment too horrible to give people who simply have opposing political views or college ties.
But, this man, who I'll write off as an embarrassing exception, was not alone -- the rest of the fans didn't behave perfectly either, even aside from shouting during the national anthem.
They booed us, yelled things when we walked past, singled out certain people and insulted their weight or supposed sexual preference and spit gum at a friend of mine.
Even after the game, which State lost, fans continued to taunt us, tell us our band and school "sucked" and even encourage little girls with red pompoms to yell at us.
Two nights ago, I was in my sister's room when one of her friends from State, whom I've never met, Instant Messaged her. I told him who I was, and we typed back and forth for a little while. I asked if he'd gone to the game, and he said he was in the State marching band. I thought it was neat, especially since our bands played "God Bless America" together on Saturday.
Before I could type anything, he started trashing our band for it's "weak sound" and said that we obviously were incapable of memorizing music. He also said it was ironic that our school band chose circus show songs (since we are supposedly a "zoo" of liberals).
I couldn't believe it. I'm sure he was at least partially kidding, but I'd never even met him.