We were both young. We were both Tar Heels. That’s about where the similarities between me and Julius Peppers end.
The dude was an absolute joy to watch—not only on the football field, but also on the basketball court. You could actually see the terror in the faces of opposing post players when the 6’7, 280-pound monster entered the game: “Wait, I have to guard him?”
I had two up-close encounters with the gentle giant during my time in Chapel Hill.
Living off-campus during my upperclass years, I routinely parked in a deck on Rosemary (a block behind Franklin, for those unfamiliar) and walked to campus for classes.