maybe john currie isn't done playing pirates of the carribean on his carnival cruise so b-dub can't get anyone hired 
ADJC: "oscar my man, welcome aboard!"
BW: "Hi John. Umm.. John, I'm a little bit concerned about that whole Frank Martin thing? I mean, I don't mean to be rufflin' any feathers here, but, well... how much authority will I have over the Basketball program."
"Oh you'll be just fine here buddy, don't you worry about it. I'm glad you brought it up though - here's a pen. I want you to take that and write down the names of a few guys you think might be good assistant coaches. When you're done with the list, go ahead and leave it on my desk. I'm going to go on a cruise now, so don't you go talking to any of the coaches or anything. In fact, when you're done with that list how about you go pick out a few options for your sideline dry-erase board for next season and... well hell, grab yourself some Freddy's, on the house!" says Currie as he pats BW on the shoulder and turns to walk away.
BW stares at his shoes a little, takes his hands out of his pockets them puts them back in a few times and says "Umm.. but John!?" with his voice cracking a little as he tries to raise it.
At first pretending not to hear, JC keeps walking, but when oscar awkwardly jogs to catch up with him JC does an exasperated sigh and turns around. "WHAT IS IT oscar?"
"Well, I'd really like to call a few guys, you know, just to see what they think, maybe do a little recruiting you know?"
"oscar, do you like chicken nuggets?"
"Yes John"
"Then don't call any coaches"
"But I..."
"DONT DO IT oscar"
"OH.. ok.. Hey John?"
"WHAT IS IT oscar???"
"Can I get a large chicken nuggets?"
