During the strangeness that is the COVID-19 pandemic, some have sought reprieve and comfort in the tidings of the holiday season. Whether it’s decorating a Christmas tree, lighting the candles on the menorah or kinara or simply bundling up to endure the cold with loved ones, everyone has some way of celebrating their respective holidays.
But for Tar Heels and Blue Devils, the most important day of the season is on Feb. 6, and there won’t be trees or candelabras or wreaths — just big slams, boards and buckets.
Even with the pandemic and semester hanging overhead, and the fact that there won’t be fans in the stands, the first UNC-Duke men’s basketball game of the season is still a college basketball holy day.
“I don’t think there’s anything in the world that would really ever change that feeling of excitement you get when Duke-UNC is around the corner,” Duke senior Weyman Cohen said.
This holiday won’t be happy for everyone, though. At the end of the night, one blue team will sulk its way out of Cameron Indoor while the other struts away in the ecstasy of a win, even if that celebration will look a bit different this time around.
Most years, Tar Heels know what awaits them in the event of a win: as soon as the clock hits zero, students dash toward campus to release their hopes, fears, anxieties and excitement into one grand mosh pit of Carolina Blue humanity — the rushing of Franklin Street.
UNC junior Jack Hall, a self-professed “Carolina basketball super fan,” recalled his first time ever rushing Franklin. It was February 2019, Zion Williamson had busted through his shoe and Hall was in position when UNC claimed its 88-72 win.
“I could not get into any bar, they were so packed,” Hall said. “I couldn’t find a place to go, so I grabbed my roommates and we literally sat in Lotsa (Stone Fired Pizza), which is now closed. We were right at the intersection, and — I still have the video — we were the first people to make it on Franklin Street as the game was coming to a close.”
What Hall remembers most is not the volcanic eruption of humans he endured that night, but the experience of doing it all with his closest friends. For that reason, this year’s game will be just as special to him, even if Franklin Street isn’t covered in screaming fans.