The Banghart Way

Last spring, Courtney Banghart earned the job of a lifetime when she was named the first new Tar Heels women’s basketball coach in 33 years, replacing a coach and taking over a program whose shine had faded under the tarnish of scandal and disconnection. The role is tailor-made for Jim Banghart’s daughter: An opportunity to repair a beloved thing that has fallen out of favor, to patch its holes and mend its stitches — and then go out and win with it. … More The Banghart Way

Ultimate Rising: UNC’s Darkside Overshadows its Rivals

When Mike Denardis started playing ultimate Frisbee at the University of Iowa more than 20 years ago, the game — for the uninitiated, think soccer or football with a flying disc — was still mostly free-spirited and rule-less. Slow-cooked in hippie origins, it was a short, carefree saunter away from that other counter-culture baby, hacky sack. … More Ultimate Rising: UNC’s Darkside Overshadows its Rivals

Converting the Shot

Charlotte Smith’s already spent part of a June evening in her Elon University office talking about the stuff that really matters: the lessons she’s learned since one improbable shot, a mere seven-tenths of a second in time, changed her life. How a win for the ages can turn into a long, expectant shadow, following you around for years after the last piece of confetti has fluttered to the court. How the world can shake you to your core, present death and divorce to you in a single year and dare you to keep your competitive edge, dare you to somehow grow from deep loss. … More Converting the Shot

Citizen Smith

Carolina Alumni Review – March-April 2015 Thirty-six years as the gold standard courtside tactician would have been plenty. The man hired to plug holes in a crisis brought Carolina and his community so much more. Dean Smith, North Carolina’s incomparable basketball coach for 36 years, who mastered the beautiful complexities of a simple game on the … More Citizen Smith

The Champion and Runner-Up

Karen Shelton’s cap, as always, was pulled down low on her forehead, and her ponytail sat at attention through the adjustable band at the cap’s back. She rested her arms at 90-degree angles on the table in front of her and listened calmly as her players, raw and emotional, fidgeted their way through the torturous ritual of crystallizing for a handful of media the meaning behind the moment: What were you thinking when you fell to the ground, sobbing, as time ran out? Can you talk about what it has meant to be a part of this team for four years, to play in four title games and win only one of them? … More The Champion and Runner-Up