It seems almost unreal. Somehow, between summer storms and searing heatwaves, football season has snuck up on us. I’ve written before about what I like to call ‘football weather;’ that first chill that creeps into the morning air, the harbinger of shorter days and longer sleeves. Summer carries less weight now than it did when I was in school, of course; I no longer count the days until I have to return to the classroom—now it’s only a matter of hours before I sit back down at my desk. Still, even without me counting the days, July has come and gone.
UNC Football: A Matter of Weeks
