I’ll preface this by saying: I hate writing about recruiting. I hate the speculatory, veiled insinuations. I hate the underlying transactional tomfoolery that is so abundant it’s best left unsaid. Grown adults begging (and paying) teenagers to come play for them. Other grown men and women living and dying with the choices of 17-year-old kids.
Some people know things, but aren’t allowed to say. Others know nothing, but uncork their opinions at every turn. It’s a fraught environment that I prefer to stay away from, if possible.