First, defensively, we jumped in their jocks, grabbed them by the scrotum and didn't turn loose until the clock ran out.  Really terrific defensive effort.

The other really defining part of the game was the team's absolute refusal to fold.  We weathered a storm in the first half though we were turning the ball over in the most silly of ways.  A failure to grab it here; blind eye to someone behind us there.  Despite that, when Tennessee came a runnin' we gathered ourselves and went into the locker room with a lead.

Then in the second half when the Vols came to within a point, we refused to blink again.  Instead, we stretched the lead and when an absolutely horrible technical called by some attention-seeking, ego-bruised official for the slightest of reasons threatened to blunt our momentum, we gathered again and refused to wilt.

Remember this as we savor the win and think about UNC -- as great a game as Earl Clark had, and it was terrific, he began the game with three turnovers out of the first four instances he touched the ball.

We can be better, is what I'm saying.  And that bodes well for the Cards against North Carolina.  We have yet to play our absolute best.