How much would you pay for a handsome, articulate, Scarface-quoting 33 year old coaching prodigy coming off a Final Four appearance with a team who most people thought didn’t even deserve to make the Tournament?
Well, we shall find out in the next month or so. Not sure why, but it the whole scenario makes me think of Big Al from the old Chappelle Show reparations sketch, minus the Burger King crown and the beatboxing, anyway.
Kiss the rings, bitch.
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