Frank Martin bolted because he knew he'd burned so many recruiting bridges that he couldn't sustain the program at the level it was at any longer. He took the next boat out as fast as he could . . . it was his Dunkirk, he passed up the first 2 sealiners, and then was forced to catch an old sailboat down South when the Panzer's were at the gate.
2 top instate players were passing on K-State almost exclusively because of one reason . . . Frank Martin. Nobody decent wanted to be subjected to Frank anymore . . . the well was poisoned.
Hayseed Frankites then can't figure out that Frank learned from one of the best . . . "toughest decision I ever made" . . . the lone man walking into the crisp Kansas wind, deep in thought, really gets you right here (pounds chest) doesn't it? Then as soon as he hops on the jet he's popping a scotch on the rocks and making recruiting calls.