GREENVILLE, S.C. — Justin Jackson didn’t want anything exorbitant — he’d have been happy with his miniature bottle of apple juice and the half-eaten plate of pulled pork sitting on the locker behind him. Maybe some potato chips, too.
But more than any of that, he’d like to finally be left alone.
As team managers and media personnel milled about the North Carolina men’s basketball locker room on Saturday, seemingly every one of them had something to say to Jackson. They formed a semicircular barrier around him, so much so that nobody could squeeze in — and Jackson couldn’t squeeze out.