So here's my pitch to Tony Bennett if he agrees to listen to our timeshare pitch in exchange for his free vacation from UVa:
Tony, you're too good of a coach for this conference. Sure, there are legends of the game at Duke and UNC and Louisville, but you know there isn't actually any coaching going on at those schools. They soak up the 10 best freshmen in the country and just try to bludgeon you with simple AAU-style basketball. It's a challenge, sure, but is it any fun? Are these actual intellectual competitors for you when you're always throwing apples at their oranges?
Of course not. You belong in the Big Ten where there is a genuine competition of programs and systems and execution, not just yearly conveyor belts of one-and-dones. Tom Izzo and Matt Painter and John Beilein and Greg Gard will be a genuine challenge to you and the style of basketball you want to play. You'll win with scouting and executing, not just frustrating some 19 year old freakazoid who'll be riding the pine for the Orlando Magic next year.
I know what you're thinking, at Illinois I'm going to have to dive into the Chicago muck for those same kinds of kids. This is my promise to you: not only do I not expect you to, I don't want you to. I want you to recruit your kind of player that can execute your kind of basketball, and I'm going to reward you for having a program with integrity. And when I hire you on top of Lovie Smith, that guarantee really means something because I will have lifetime job security.
Now, what Illinois will give you is access to a better and more diverse talent pool than you have now. There's nobody you've recruited where Illinois wouldn't better open that door. And you will have more resources than Virginia can or will ever give you.
Virginia isn't a sports school, you know this. Win all you want, you'll still be a fun curiosity for the rich kids and alumni who aren't even from the state. You know what Big Ten basketball means in the Midwest, you've lived it. You can run a program with integrity and not have to give into the gross diploma mill attitude of a Florida State-type football factory, while not having to be the bookish weirdo of the conference.
This culture is where your Dad belonged and it's where you belong, and together we're going to win so much you'll be a living legend.