Everybody who grew up in the region that
stretches from Maryland to Georgia has their childhood story about the ACC
tournament, about how it causes a big stir and how time stops in some places
when the tourney starts. My story is a small, seemingly unimportant one that
goes back to my sophomore year at Albemarle High School in Charlottesville.
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| Former Clemson great Larry Nance. |
I was in the library. I don't remember what class I was there for, but I was
supposed to be studying. I didn't get much studying done, though, because a
junior named Lisa Noble that I had a crush on was in the library with me, and I
was competing hard for her attention with a guy named Mike, whose last name
escapes me now, over 20 years later.
