Let me tell you what Roy Williams has done to us.
Three hours before the game, I was about to walk out the door when the distinctive sounds of "Jump Around" began thumping from somewhere in my house. I went to investigate.
What I found will make sense to many of you: my wife getting ready for the game, listening to her Carolina Basketball Gameday playlist on 11. I raised an eyebrow at her.
"It's Roy Williams Day," she said simply.
Now, I would like to make fun of her.