I lived through the roughest of Tar Heel football times and this isn’t even close. This is what it is. Rebuilding time. We have a freshman QB who is doing things we’d expect a junior or senior to do. We have a decimated OL protecting him and blocking for arguable the best RB squad in the ACC, which looks great at times and other times, not so much. We have good, but not great receivers who are still learning. We have a pieced together secondary of mostly 2nd and 3rd stringers out there. Not to mention the fact we have a first year coach and staff rebuilding after a cluster fornication for years. And we are still in contention for playing for an ACC title game with the defending National Champions, who we took to the wire just 2 weeks ago.
Sorry, but as bad as I feel for this game and how we blew chances, I see things I haven’t seen since Mack was the coach the first time around. I see kids who will fight to the very last snap. I see kids who are giving everything they have for the entire game, not just a quarter or 2. I see kids who want to win, but who just don’t know how - yet. I see coaches want to be here and want to lead this university to greatness. And I see a man who, after securing his place in college football history, CHOSE to come back and turn a program around because he loved the university.
Yes, I am mad as hell we didn’t win. I wish we’d have done some things different and I wish we’d have capitalized on opportunities when we had them in our grasp. But, I also see positives, despite the bad and I can’t wait to see what good things will happen. If not this year, then next. Because I know they will happen. Not because I have taken a cup of kool aid, but because I saw the worst of the worst and the best of the best and I recognize the difference between the two.