Usually, when I sit down to write something, I put my music on shuffle. I struggle with silence, so I try to fill the air around me with sounds that will pseudo-paradoxically help me focus on the task at hand. Music has always been a staple in my life, a bit like football or the Tar Heels. If I’m not actively listening to music, I’ll hum something through my beard or nod to a song that’s running through my head.
That being said, it can be cheesy to write an article for a Tar Heel sports blog about a hip-hop mixtape released in 2013. Not an album, mind you … a mixtape. It’s a niche, I realize. But sometimes the songs get stuck in my head for some reason even I can’t pinpoint, and for the last few days I’ve found myself humming the opening track from Chance the Rapper’s 2013 mixtape. Acid Rap:
I hadn’t listened to the mixtape in a long time, lost as it was in the overhaul of an iTunes library that’s probably too bloated to be of any use to anyone other than me. I certainly hadn’t heard it on the radio, as I can’t imagine this particular track ever being aired. None of my friends really listen to Chance with any regularity, and even though they did, it’s been months since I’ve listened to music with friends.
It was only when I sat down to write this evening that I understood why I had hummed “we come back, and we come back, and we come back, and we come back, and we come back…” since this weekend .
It’s an interesting glimpse into my subconscious – instead of, you know, reminding me of important things, or motivating me to get up and run in the morning before work, my brain provides me with seemingly random bits of music, almost like to say “this is how we feel, isn’t it?” ”
So after watching the Heels take over the pitch this weekend, coming out of an offseason that just as well could have been an eternity, my brain clung to that feeling, roaming the deepest corners of my life. subconscious and pulling the first 25 seconds of a song I hadn’t heard for at least a year.
“We are back.”
Well, sort of. I don’t have to sit here and write all the things that are not or list things that may never be completely back. We all experience anything, and while I hate the idea of a “new normal”, the images of an empty Kenan stadium wouldn’t let us completely lose ourselves in the brilliant illusion that things had come back to normal. the normal .
It was still fun. Trying to balance the fun of watching the Heels dismantle Syracuse with the guilt of enjoying anything at a time like this isn’t easy, but it’s also not a tightrope I want to walk through. three paragraphs after referring to Chance the Rapper. I took advantage of every minute of Carolina football that I got this weekend and was proud of the heel curing activity.
This version of heels could really be even better than last time around. The freshman in small groups Sam howell is now in sophomore, and had a shaky start with two picks obscured by a stellar outing from the running backs. The defense looked good, keeping the Orange out of the end zone despite the aforementioned two interceptions giving Syracuse the ball into Carolina territory. Assuming everything goes according to plan (and it’s 2020, why wouldn’t you), you’d expect the offense to gel more over the weeks, with two weeks off after the first week. of game serving as a springboard to the rest of the ACC slate.
Regardless of what happens, however, a 31-6 victory over a Conference opponent is a good introduction to any season.