So, the ACC is in town and walking around Uptown you run into all sorts of interesting people. Today, I decided to take the light rail from Woodlawn to the Arena because I heard that riding the train from that station to uptown is like being on Thunderroad.

(It ain't)

So, as soon as you get off and walk toward the arena, you see men with signs around their necks "I Need Tickets."

But it's funny because they always ask, "Wanna buy a ticket?"

I decided not to ignore the scalpers today and see just what kind of seats and deals I could get on the street.

Scalper number one had some lower level seats for the 7 p.m. game. Price, $300. This is the Duke game, by the way and I wouldn't pay $3 to see them. So I walked away and came across scalper number two.

"Ticket," he says, "I got tickets for tonight."

"How much?" I inquire.

"How much are you trying to spend?" he says as he hands me two tickets. They have a face value of $70 each. But they're upper level seats. The same seats that would cost me $10 for a Charlotte Bobcats game and that just what I tell him.

"It's a different setup from when the Bobcats are playing. There's not a bad seat in the arena," he says.

I know that's a lie because when I took my nephew to see the Houston Rockets two Christmases ago, our upper level seats suck ass!

But scalper number two wasn't going to let me go until I gave him a price. So I pretended that I was hoping to see the Tar Heels, whom I knew played at noon today.

"They already played! Aw, man, you don't want these tickets."

Damn, he figured it out. No one can accuse the scalper of being a genius.