I think my daughter, Cera, may be psychic.
Midway through the second quarter of the Tar Heels game tonight, when it looked like there was no chance that UNC could pull out a win over Clemson, Cera said, “The Tar Heels are going to score 100 points.”
“I don’t think so, honey,” I told her.
But after two overtimes, the final score was UNC 103, Clemson 93.
I’m a bit scared …