Ol’ Roy is goofy..... Gene Nichol is angry..... and Sam is Silent. One of Chapel Hill’s charms is a colorful citizenry for whom the thin line between eccentric and insane is a gossamer thread. Bless their hearts.
I am honored to be offered a weekly column in this new section of chapelboro.com. I love the site and know Art Chansky well. The venerable Franklin Street curmudgeon and I matriculated at UNC together 40+ years ago.
My website BobLeeSays.com infiltrated Orange County over a dozen years ago. “Have you seen what BobLee said about ______?” has been asked from Sutton’s lunch counter to Southern Season’s wine rack and in both campus “Places” – McCorkle and that other one in front of that big building with all the books. My commentaries get cussed, discussed, loathed and loved as provocative opinions should be.
The UNC Tar Heels are “my team”. However, I do not view sports as a religious experience. I do not dislike people who are fans of rival teams. My self-worth is not invested in the outcome of a game or a season. I am fascinated by the role of sports in modern American culture. That fascination is manifested in my commentaries.
Is Art hoping I will divert “incoming ire” from his often controversial jabs and stabs at issues of the day of a sporting nature? Art and I tend to agree except when we don’t. Like Art, my Internet provocateuring has earned me a sizable viewership. Whatever you will think about whatever I will write about; you will not be alone in your opinion.
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I delight over outside-the-box behavior by colorful characters; so, unlike Mamma Drew and Daddy Wear, I do love Ol’ Roy. Watching Andy of Mayberry, my favorite character was always Ernest T. Bass – “the town nut”. So, naturally, I enjoy Roy’s ongoing antics. How can you not?
Ol’ Roy Two Rings is to college basketball what Joe Biden is to politics. Stick a live mic in front of either and whatever comes out will be a for sure hoot. As much of a shock to the man who said it as to them what heard it.
Roy has “a gift”. Who else could push a 33 point butt-whupping to the secondary story; but he did. Bless his heart. Dabo Swinney could have used Roy’s gift after The Orange Bowl.
Steve "the PR Guy” Kirschner says Roy was not intentionally abandoning the biscuit boys to the Seminole mob. Steve’s job is to always strain Truth thru a C-blue filter. This time I am buying Kirshy’s story. Roy’s well-earned reputation for erratic FIRE-Ready-Aim behavior is his best alibi this time.
From a purely practical standpoint, if the biscuit boys had been swallowed up by the Seminole mob, who would keep the team’s GPA at brag-about levels? Making “biscuit baskets” and upping team academics are primary reasons those “kids on the end of the bench” are there. Not as human sacrifices. Also, as a UNC undergrad, Roy WAS “a biscuit boy”.
Regardless, this latest Roy GAFFE should have a shelf life of 2-3 years or until he tops it. The latter is quite likely. “Jayhawk sticker” and “Presbyterian guy” are in the Roy Hall of GAFFES. Don’t we all have our personal favorite one? Write us and tell us your favorite Roy GAFFE.
As I say up in paragraph four, I do not view Carolina sports as “a religious experience”. Did I just convince you?
"BobLee" is one of the true pioneers in Internet commentary. He has been doling out his special brand of "civil wit" for over a dozen years. A member of Jim Heavner's old GoHeels.com crew; BobLee, via his own www.BobLeeSays.com has piled up over 1,500 incredibly insightful commentaries on sports, politics and human absurdum. An avowed arch enemy of "board monkeys" of all partisan persuasions, BobLee's devoted national audience of buddies & babes look forward to his twice weekly columns and now his weekly blog on Drive To A Championship.
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