He had messed up. UNC was losing and needed a spark, needed something different.
And on the next drive, you put him back out there.
One play later, Williams was injured in an attempt to define the word “head-butt” as his helmet collided with Landon Turner’s posterior.
The universe was teasing you, Larry. It was begging you to revert to your wicked ways, but with Red Bull in hand and visor on head, you scoffed at the universe and threw Williams under center as soon as he was cleared.
You’ve changed, Larry. And I love it.
Williams then manufactured three touchdowns in a row and scored on seven of his last nine drives. You wanted momentum? You wanted rhythm? Ask and ye shall receive.
Having the starting five offensive linemen back the past two weeks absolutely helped Williams accomplish record-setting performances in back-to-back weeks, giving him enough time in the pocket to decide how exactly he was going to avoid answering any questions on his coach’s strategy.
But you know what else helps? Confidence. Going into the final drive, down one with three minutes left, Williams harbored no doubts.
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Maybe it helped that for the second straight week, you showed unwavering and unconditional trust in him.
Sure, maybe I'm drinking the Kool-Aid too soon, but from where I sit, up on my high horse in the press box, you’re a new man, Larry.
And with the trust you’ve put in Williams, this is a new UNC team — one with hope.
