OK, it’s March Madness time. I had no interest whatsoever in college sports before moving to Chapel Hill and quickly becoming a Tar Heel devotee.
My favorite anecdote, Durkheimean as it is: 8:30 in the morning, on the Chapel Hill bus the day after Joseph Forte couldn’t hit the basket, thereby allowing Penn State to knock Carolina out of the tournament. I knew only the littlest bit about basketball, being new to the area. A caricature of a homeless man walked onto the bus – disheveled, smelling of alcohol, unshaven – and sat down in the front. “Man,” he said, “I’m ashamed to be associated with this town.” Everybody knew what he meant….
Although of course nobody beats the ‘Heels, lots of big universities have both good sociology and good athletics. Who else around here follows your teams? (In a week or so I’ll propose a scatterplot NCAA tourney bracket competition – who’s in?)