Here's an excerpt from a Baltimore Sun story today that really captures his essence (and the essence of coaching):
There was a moment late in yesterday's game. There was less than a minute on the clock, and Duke was inbounding the ball on the baseline near Maryland's bench. Williams stood just a few feet away from where the play would begin, his eyes and attention focused on Landon Milbourne, who was guarding the inbound passer.
"Move! Move! Move, Landon! Move!" Williams screamed, his face turning redder than his necktie.
The Terps' chances of winning were slipping away, but Williams was still teaching. He wasn't ready to stop. He knew he had more coaching to do. He has always known, in fact.
And now everyone else knows that, too.