[The scene: Tuesday afternoon, Carver-Hawkeye Arena offices, several weeks ago.]
[phone rings]
You've reached Fran-crest enterprises. State your business.
Coach, you've been having problems recruiting, yes?
Settle down. I'm here to help. I am ... Whodunit, the world-famous Recruit-up Artist.
Wow, Whodunit -- weren't you on VH-1 or something?
Fox Sports Net Midwest, actually.
You're great, but you're for those pathetic coaches who can't get recruits.
...
Hey, I can recruit just fine. I got Basabe, Cartwright, White, Oglesby -- that's not nothing.
But coach, we both know that Cezar Guererro turned you down, not to mention Jarrod Uthoff, Eli Carter, Pierre Jackson... I could go on.
OK, so I'm on a bit of a cold streak. Things will turn around.
Maybe, maybe not. What's your technique?
Well, I talk about the opportunity to play right away in a major conference on national TV, tell them about the new practice facility, and give them a tour of our fine city here.
And what do you do when they ask about the losing record?
I'm honest with them. I say, yes we struggled at times last year, but we also showed clear improvement, and that they have the chance to get in on the ground floor of something that will be pretty special.
I see... Fran, it's no surprise the recruits are turning you down. You've made it all about you, about how much you have to offer, about how much you could do for them.










Suit, gold tie, nice shoes, Old Spice.
No, no, no... you'll never stand out that way. Right now I'm wearing an ostrich feather coat, Bootsy Collins sunglasses and a rhinestone-encrusted top hat.
Let me get a pen... ostrich coat, rhinestone boots ...
You don't need to copy me exactly, just pick something distinctive.
Distinctive, right. Anything else?
Just remember: forget everything you ever knew about being nice to recruits. Do you have it in you to get ... mad?
I think I just might.
... LATER THAT WEEK ...
Wes, good to see you. I hear you're considering Iowa.
Yeah, it's down to you guys and Tennessee. I've been really encouraged by what you guys did last year. And it would be nice to stay near home. Do you have a pen, actually? I think I'm ready ...
Hold on there, fellah. How do I know you're good enough to play for the Iowa Hawkeyes?
But... but ... Bryce Cartwright played over 30 minutes a game ... you had Devyn Marble bringing the ball up the court... Jordan Stoermer!
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Listen: your game is garbage. You can't shoot, you're two inches too short, and you can't play D. Maybe... maybe you could make the practice team.
Man, screw this. I'm out of here. And your skullcap double-goggle outfit looks ridiculous.
[shouting after him] We don't need you! We've got a 64 year-old Kareem Abdul-Jabaar signed up for next year!
[pulls out phone, dials]I did what you said and ... and ... it all went to hell. What am I doing wrong, man?
That's a shame. Did you tell him his game sucked?
That it was garbage!
And you got a new look?
I drew on hip facial hair and everything.
Well, keep at it. You have to strike out a few times in the recruit-up game. It's all about volume - tell 1000 more recruits they're garbage, and you're bound to get a few to take the bait.
All right. Thanks for your help.
No problem, Fran.
[hangs up]
[takes off rhinestone hat, glasses]
No problem at all. [hits intercom] Ms. Currencysusanbanthonydollar, would you show Mr. Washpun in? Oh, and bring a pen. [laughs diabolically]