I was still in the bed last Tuesday morning when my phone rang. I saw it was my middle brother, Brett, on the other end, so I picked it up and before I could even say, “Hello,” he asked me if I wanted to go to the Carolina (North Carolina, the real Carolina) versus Duke game on Thursday, Feb. 8, in the Dean E. Smith Center in Chapel Hill.
“Sure, I’d love to go,” I replied. “I’m certain I can’t afford it.”
“Alright,” Brett said. “Just wanted to ask.”