During a very recent port call I happened into a sportsbar (King Street Grill) to watch a Nashville Predators (NHL hockey) game. While I was there I overhear the bar tender and a waitress talking about the upcoming basketball game. Now, being a hockey fan I naturally dislike basketball, however I'm all about going to sporting events in cities I haven't visited. The next day I hopped in a cab from the pier at the old Navy base now FLETC (Federal Law Enforcement Training Center). Within 10 mins the cabbie pulled onto the campus of the Citadel. One of my best friends from high school went to VMI, so I knew of the horror stories. I expected there to be some tension between the Citadel and their cross town rivals, the College of Charleston, but there really wasn't. Citadel's basketball team wasn't good, and they knew it. There was some good joking around. I hadn't realized how much dating went on between the two schools, but it seemed like there was a CofC female paired off with many Citadel cadets. I met General, the 70lbs English Bulldog of the Citadel, ugly sweet dog. After talking to the cadet sitting next to me most of the game, I found that many Citadel grads ended up marrying their CofC sweethearts. CofC dominated the game, but it was a good time for everyone. The drill team at half time was especially impressive.