He didn't go out with a bang, but a six minute whimper.
When it was all over, Bruce finished 9th in the league and 14-17 overall in what was a make or break season. He wasn't up to the task despite having all of the talent he needed to be able to make the tourney. Pack was unreal. Mark Smith was a very good player. He literally was able to bring Bradford in off the bench (a luxury for most schools).
This season was really a sign of why Bruce is just not meant for P5 basketball. He's only ever caught lightning in a bottle once, winning the league one time in his entire P5 coaching career with his own players. His elite 8 run in Manhattan may be one of the flukiest things to ever happen, and the funniest thing still is that it will probably be the best shot they ever have at a Final Four ever again. He blew it.
Bruce has gone by many names here over the years, and almost certainly KSU can't hire someone goofier than Liberace (@KUSTEVE we miss you) aka Squeaky. But, somehow they were able to hire Huggy. Maybe a Frank Martin reunion is in order. They'll figure something out, but it is most certainly the end of an era.
I think maybe the funniest thing about Bruce's career is that he was always trying to escape Bill Self's shadow. At Illinois, "the funeral" story is so funny. And for that program to only get worse after he didn't have Bill's players anymore forcing him to take the KSU job only to have to personally call Bill Self "daddy" for a decade is fantastic. And in so, so many press conferences you can just feel the jealousy and anger that he has for Bill. Bruce was obsessed with how he was perceived by the national media, which made him seem like such a petty little man.
Farewell purple prince. May your dreams be that of a called travel, not blowing a 16 point halftime lead at home, FBI raids, severe penalties, your name being called to be in the HOF, stools being left on the ground, and getting named NCOY after a 14-17 season because you "did it the right way." May we never hear your voice or see you step 6 feet onto the court when play is going on ever again.
You will be missed, but not by us.