So, Bruce Webber, head coach of the University of Illinois Fighting Illini Men's Basketball team, is no longer head coach of the University of Illinois Fighting Illini Men's Basketball team. This is altogether fitting and proper. While the guy was justifiably loved in Urbana (hard not to like a guy when he tells you he's working his dream job), success had been fleeting since 2005, and hell, I could have coached THAT team to the Elite Eight, at least.
The consensus thought is that Webber was a very good man, but it just wasn't working. Indeed, many commentators have said he was too nice to be effective, especially as far as recruitment goes. I feel like that's true, although I can't really point to specific things that support this narrative (but since that won't stop any other member of the Sports Media Industrial Complex...). And yes, it's shitty that the modern college basketball culture pushes coaches into skirting the line on recruitment violations.
But y'know what? If it does, it does. I'll bitch about that some other time, and for now, concede that you have to be a bit of a prick to find success in college basketball. Fine.
But then, will someone will please tell Coach K and Roy Williams and Tom Izzo and the rest of the warrior poets who are supposed to be Molding Boys Into Young Men to go piss up a rope?
Understand that I'm not lamenting Weber's fate, and I'm not exactly rending garments over What College Basketball Has Become. I'm really okay with it just being a hardass meritocracy, where all that matters is the Win. I just want some goddamn honesty that that's what's up, not another fucking book of inspirational sayings from John Wooden.